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 Nauru and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bill Near to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Nirvana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Monochrome Set,
Amazonics,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
The Names,
Franke,
Basic Channel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radiohead,
Derrick Morgan,
Tres Demented,
Black Flag,
Black Moon,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
Maurizio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Raincoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Altered Images,
Q and Not U,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris Corsano,
Warsaw,
Jawbox,
Joe Smooth,
Ossler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deakin,
Bad Manners,
Fatback Band,
Parry Music,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
Dorothy Ashby,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Livin' Joy,
Mark Hollis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blossom Toes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rekid,
Bobby Womack,
The Dirtbombs,
Fugazi,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pussy Galore,
Negative Approach,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kayak,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.