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 Peru and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 FM Einheit to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cheater Slicks,
Easy Going,
EPMD,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Audionom,
Intrusion,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young,
Darondo,
The United States of America,
The Gun Club,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Graham Central Station,
Quantec,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Axelrod,
Robert Hood,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tomorrow,
Rites of Spring,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fugazi,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
The Happenings,
Faust,
Symarip,
Andrew Hill,
Max Romeo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
The Index,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Terry,
Arcadia,
Warren Ellis,
Funky Four + One,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
The Five Americans,
New York Dolls,
Ponytail,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.