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 Haiti and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 Davy DMX to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Second Layer,
The Doors,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Hill,
Stiv Bators,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kaleidoscope,
Erasure,
Pantytec,
The Names,
Radio Birdman,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
Yaz,
Gabor Szabo,
Stetsasonic,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Talk Talk,
Hasil Adkins,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ludus,
Donald Byrd,
Kerri Chandler,
Roxy Music,
Chrome,
Tom Boy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Section 25,
Lalann,
The Slackers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tommy Roe,
Scion,
Derrick Morgan,
Qualms,
Visage,
Groovy Waters,
E-Dancer,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Count Five,
Agitation Free,
Jacob Miller,
Icehouse,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Green,
Minnie Riperton,
Gerry Rafferty,
Y Pants,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stereo Dub,
ABBA,
Scrapy,
Mantronix,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.