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 Tajikistan and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Letta Mbulu to the grime 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hashim,
The Divine Comedy,
Rotary Connection,
Yellowson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dave Gahan,
Stetsasonic,
Skriet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fluxion,
New York Dolls,
David Bowie,
Leonard Cohen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wings,
The Music Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Surgeon,
Black Sheep,
Howard Jones,
The Fuzztones,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Cale,
Soft Cell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Swans,
Brass Construction,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
The Shadows of Knight,
Easy Going,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Pantytec,
Supertramp,
The American Breed,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Sherman,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
Shoche,
Spandau Ballet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Youth Brigade,
Camouflage,
The Mojo Men,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.