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 Yemen and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nirvana to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator 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 mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Robert Görl,
Jeff Mills,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Slackers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ludus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
Sonic Youth,
kango's stein massive,
Banda Bassotti,
UT,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Motions,
The Smoke,
Nation of Ulysses,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Stetsasonic,
Essential Logic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Piero Umiliani,
The Star Department,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Hill,
Throbbing Gristle,
Desert Stars,
the Soft Cell,
Panda Bear,
Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Infiniti,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Bourne,
Alton Ellis,
Don Cherry,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wings,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vainqueur,
Minor Threat,
Audionom,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Gladiators,
The Skatalites,
Delta 5,
K-Klass,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Offenders,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.