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 Moldova and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Zeros to the techno 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry's Kids,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cameo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Subhumans,
Lower 48,
The Smoke,
Black Sheep,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dark Day,
The Star Department,
Mission of Burma,
Arcadia,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aswad,
Chrome,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
Aural Exciters,
Sonic Youth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Essential Logic,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marc Almond,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Donald Byrd,
Inner City,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
Eric Copeland,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronan,
A Certain Ratio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sam Rivers,
Juan Atkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hasil Adkins,
Andrew Hill,
World's Most,
Qualms,
Junior Murvin,
The Offenders,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Litter,
Bluetip,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Television Personalities,
Shuggie Otis,
Altered Images,
Zero Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Red Krayola,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.