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 Pakistan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Connie Case to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
The Techniques,
Ten City,
Franke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
World's Most,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Basic Channel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Technova,
Bush Tetras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Public Enemy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronan,
Q and Not U,
Rapeman,
The Cure,
Grauzone,
In Retrospect,
Neu!,
X-Ray Spex,
The Smoke,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
Johnny Osbourne,
Silicon Teens,
Grandmaster Flash,
Inner City,
The Associates,
Dead Boys,
Monks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
LL Cool J,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eric Copeland,
Prince Buster,
Scientists,
UT,
Organ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
Suicide,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gong,
The Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Motions,
Roy Ayers,
Mr. Review,
Zero Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mo-Dettes,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.