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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Busters to the dance 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Nick Fraelich,
Tears for Fears,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Icehouse,
Minny Pops,
Smog,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
Wally Richardson,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sonics,
Minutemen,
The Beau Brummels,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Niagra,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Invisible,
Maurizio,
Andrew Hill,
The Victims,
Au Pairs,
Nico,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The United States of America,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eden Ahbez,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Swell Maps,
The Standells,
Funky Four + One,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rites of Spring,
Crash Course in Science,
Kaleidoscope,
Fat Boys,
Joey Negro,
Wings,
Alison Limerick,
Parry Music,
The Gap Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Newcleus,
R.M.O.,
Quando Quango,
Bluetip,
Traffic Nightmare,
Severed Heads,
Junior Murvin,
The Happenings,
kango's stein massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.