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 Tonga and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Barclay James Harvest to the electroclash 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
UT,
In Retrospect,
The Fugs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blake Baxter,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
Alton Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Buzzcocks,
Lucky Dragons,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Gang Gang Dance,
Susan Cadogan,
Leonard Cohen,
X-101,
June of 44,
The Blackbyrds,
Glenn Branca,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Holt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Tremeloes,
The Cure,
Fat Boys,
The Standells,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unrelated Segments,
OOIOO,
Yazoo,
Howard Jones,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül II,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alice Coltrane,
John Foxx,
Y Pants,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Hill,
Supertramp,
Grauzone,
the Association,
Sparks,
Organ,
Janne Schatter,
Scratch Acid,
Half Japanese,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
John Cale,
Rotary Connection,
Albert Ayler,
Black Moon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
La Düsseldorf,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
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.