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 Gabon and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 LL Cool J to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Ronnie Foster,
Swell Maps,
Pierre Henry,
Inner City,
Maleditus Sound,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fugs,
Stiv Bators,
Joensuu 1685,
The Grass Roots,
Chris Corsano,
Josef K,
Amon Düül II,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Pus,
The Zeros,
Agent Orange,
Crispy Ambulance,
Andrew Hill,
Lungfish,
Bobby Sherman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Human League,
Sun City Girls,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
Livin' Joy,
The Pop Group,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
kango's stein massive,
Can,
the Fania All-Stars,
Niagra,
Goldenarms,
Lindisfarne,
The Standells,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Isaac Hayes,
Bauhaus,
Stereo Dub,
Darondo,
Sound Behaviour,
Eve St. Jones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
Newcleus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terry Callier,
Animal Collective,
R.M.O.,
Smog,
The Offenders,
Colin Newman,
Morten Harket,
The Gladiators,
Crash Course in Science,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.