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 Saudi Arabia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 JFA to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
R.M.O.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blossom Toes,
The Electric Prunes,
Dual Sessions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Toasters,
Quando Quango,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lower 48,
Michelle Simonal,
The Searchers,
Patti Smith,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiohead,
The Gories,
Sun Ra,
Slave,
Minor Threat,
Television,
The Music Machine,
June Days,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric Dolphy,
MDC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Maleditus Sound,
Swell Maps,
Nik Kershaw,
Johnny Osbourne,
Graham Central Station,
The Busters,
Godley & Creme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Ponytail,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lucky Dragons,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sister Nancy,
John Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
The Real Kids,
Lou Christie,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Adolescents,
Funkadelic,
Fear,
The Black Dice,
The Motions,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gun Club,
The Leaves,
Laurel Aitken,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.