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 Bangladesh and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Sonics 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
June Days,
Ken Boothe,
In Retrospect,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Reagan Youth,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
Parry Music,
Schoolly D,
Connie Case,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cheater Slicks,
FM Einheit,
Maleditus Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
L. Decosne,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
KRS-One,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Anakelly,
The Index,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy Collins,
Subhumans,
Mandrill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Agitation Free,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quantec,
AZ,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Count Five,
Bang On A Can,
Barry Ungar,
Agent Orange,
Duran Duran,
The Searchers,
Aloha Tigers,
The Stooges,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reuben Wilson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smiths,
Funkadelic,
Pantytec,
K-Klass,
Flash Fearless,
The Doobie Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.