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 Niger and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the punk 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Malaria! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Talk Talk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Silicon Teens,
Nirvana,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moss Icon,
Visage,
The Electric Prunes,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Schoolly D,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Velvet Underground,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
Sex Pistols,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Near,
Michelle Simonal,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Au Pairs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kurtis Blow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eric Dolphy,
Slave,
Harpers Bizarre,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moby Grape,
Crooked Eye,
Lou Reed,
R.M.O.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantytec,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rotary Connection,
Das Ding,
Toni Rubio,
The Walker Brothers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Warren Ellis,
Camouflage,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.