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 Uruguay and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar 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 Spoonie Gee to the rock 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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rapeman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Urselle,
Absolute Body Control,
Deepchord,
Sparks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mars,
Neu!,
Goldenarms,
Sound Behaviour,
Faraquet,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Average White Band,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
Chris & Cosey,
Tubeway Army,
The Gun Club,
Darondo,
Nick Fraelich,
Carl Craig,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Hot Snakes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Babytalk,
Sandy B,
Bill Wells,
The Index,
Animal Collective,
Sällskapet,
Unrelated Segments,
Slave,
The J.B.'s,
Juan Atkins,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
Maurizio,
Matthew Bourne,
Vainqueur,
Parry Music,
Tim Buckley,
Tres Demented,
Donald Byrd,
Bad Manners,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rosa Yemen,
The Associates,
T. Rex,
Mark Hollis,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Idris Muhammad,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.