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 Eritrea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Mars to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crash Course in Science,
Second Layer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Carl Craig,
Grauzone,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Ponytail,
Anthony Braxton,
Rod Modell,
Tom Boy,
Fluxion,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Zapp,
Ituana,
Yusef Lateef,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Masters at Work,
Pole,
Gil Scott Heron,
Minnie Riperton,
Reuben Wilson,
New Age Steppers,
Oneida,
Blossom Toes,
Heaven 17,
The Cowsills,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Max Romeo,
Darondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48,
Q65,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter and Kerry,
Hardrive,
kango's stein massive,
Cal Tjader,
The Litter,
The Misunderstood,
the Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.