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 France and from Copenhagen.
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 Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Agitation Free,
The Fall,
Silicon Teens,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crooked Eye,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronan,
Animal Collective,
Hardrive,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pantaleimon,
Pulsallama,
Andrew Hill,
Fela Kuti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis,
Motorama,
Essential Logic,
Blancmange,
The New Christs,
Procol Harum,
the Sonics,
Suicide,
Chrome,
Gong,
Depeche Mode,
The Mummies,
Country Teasers,
Royal Trux,
Shoche,
Babytalk,
Moss Icon,
The Happenings,
Minor Threat,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
Aural Exciters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Siglo XX,
The Searchers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Selecter,
Funky Four + One,
Hot Snakes,
Simply Red,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harmonia,
Guru Guru,
Trumans Water,
Blossom Toes,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Sherman,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.