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 Slovakia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Harmonia to the funk 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Simply Red,
Black Bananas,
Procol Harum,
Saccharine Trust,
Maurizio,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Stooges,
The Fall,
Janne Schatter,
Joyce Sims,
Pylon,
Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Con Funk Shun,
Maleditus Sound,
Pantytec,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cybotron,
Q65,
Easy Going,
Max Romeo,
Lower 48,
Todd Terry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Boz Scaggs,
Aaron Thompson,
Moby Grape,
Pere Ubu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Eric Dolphy,
The Move,
Bang On A Can,
Parry Music,
Fugazi,
Josef K,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harmonia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Severed Heads,
Ronan,
Lou Reed,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mummies,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.