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 Nicaragua 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Animal Collective to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Kerri Chandler,
The Tremeloes,
Throbbing Gristle,
Second Layer,
Wally Richardson,
Organ,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
Josef K,
Joe Finger,
Lyres,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Terry,
Section 25,
Oblivians,
Juan Atkins,
Aswad,
Agent Orange,
R.M.O.,
Darondo,
the Association,
The Gun Club,
Eric B and Rakim,
Supertramp,
F. McDonald,
Zero Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eden Ahbez,
Wings,
Bluetip,
10cc,
The Knickerbockers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
Jeff Lynne,
Pylon,
Terry Callier,
Radio Birdman,
Buzzcocks,
Little Man,
Gastr Del Sol,
Theoretical Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Barbara Tucker,
The Happenings,
Ituana,
Morten Harket,
The Mummies,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Last Poets,
Byron Stingily,
Index,
Easy Going,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Blues Magoos,
Spoonie Gee,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.