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 Brunei and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Monks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
The Dead C,
the Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Tres Demented,
Vladislav Delay,
Sparks,
Don Cherry,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
The Real Kids,
John Coltrane,
Liliput,
Porter Ricks,
Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Half Japanese,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stiv Bators,
MC5,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Hill,
Wings,
Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy Collins,
Symarip,
Peter & Gordon,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Deadbeat,
The Names,
the Normal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cameo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Smiths,
Metal Thangz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alice Coltrane,
Yazoo,
X-101,
Quadrant,
Little Man,
the Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Sheep,
Sun City Girls,
Eli Mardock,
China Crisis,
Con Funk Shun,
Wire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agitation Free,
Sällskapet,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.