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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roxette to the electroclash 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Leaves,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barry Ungar,
Connie Case,
Depeche Mode,
Deakin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Oneida,
Kaleidoscope,
Ossler,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Wake,
Young Marble Giants,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
H. Thieme,
Thompson Twins,
Unrelated Segments,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soft Cell,
The Beau Brummels,
Stetsasonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rekid,
Kool Moe Dee,
OOIOO,
Pylon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Zero Boys,
the Human League,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Pop Group,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
X-102,
the Fania All-Stars,
Suburban Knight,
The Stooges,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Star Department,
Delta 5,
World's Most,
The Fall,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Misunderstood,
Rosa Yemen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Amazonics,
Wally Richardson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
New Age Steppers,
Index,
The Offenders,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.