Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mali and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Roger Hodgson to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Rekid,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amazonics,
Intrusion,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thee Headcoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bang On A Can,
Animal Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scion,
The Motions,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anakelly,
The Music Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Negative Approach,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Index,
The Stooges,
Josef K,
the Normal,
Peter & Gordon,
Groovy Waters,
Pierre Henry,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Trojans,
The Young Rascals,
Clear Light,
Chris Corsano,
Con Funk Shun,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Section 25,
The Smiths,
Moss Icon,
The Neon Judgement,
A Certain Ratio,
Slave,
Idris Muhammad,
Shoche,
Neil Young,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vladislav Delay,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Khruangbin,
Quantec,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
Erasure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.