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 Mauritania and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Audionom to the disco 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
The Zeros,
Piero Umiliani,
Sonic Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Index,
Aural Exciters,
The Gladiators,
Qualms,
D'Angelo,
The Red Krayola,
Country Teasers,
New York Dolls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quando Quango,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pantytec,
Pierre Henry,
Mission of Burma,
Anthony Braxton,
Boz Scaggs,
Dead Boys,
Tubeway Army,
Barrington Levy,
Monolake,
Infiniti,
Aswad,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed,
The Invisible,
Theoretical Girls,
Morten Harket,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Foxx,
Tommy Roe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
EPMD,
Sixth Finger,
Accadde A,
Organ,
David Bowie,
Youth Brigade,
the Human League,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bill Near,
Neu!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Chris & Cosey,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
World's Most,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rekid,
Fad Gadget,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.