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 Luxembourg and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 June Days to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Normal,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Funkadelic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
Joensuu 1685,
Fluxion,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Hutcherson,
L. Decosne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aural Exciters,
John Coltrane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
PIL,
Pantaleimon,
Parry Music,
Camberwell Now,
The Barracudas,
Radio Birdman,
Radiohead,
Banda Bassotti,
Sister Nancy,
Nils Olav,
Barry Ungar,
The Kinks,
Intrusion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sarah Menescal,
Lyres,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Saints,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sixth Finger,
Bang On A Can,
Joyce Sims,
Jawbox,
Susan Cadogan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Chris Corsano,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pulsallama,
Visage,
The Gories,
Moebius,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
E-Dancer,
Niagra,
The Vogues,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.