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 Jordan and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lebanon Hanover to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Matthew Halsall,
Minor Threat,
The Selecter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Unrelated Segments,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Circle Jerks,
Alison Limerick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brand Nubian,
Bluetip,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
Pierre Henry,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Real Kids,
Liliput,
The Misunderstood,
Eddi Front,
Crispian St. Peters,
Leonard Cohen,
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wasted Youth,
Brass Construction,
The Moody Blues,
Camberwell Now,
The Wake,
Whodini,
Sun Ra,
Cheater Slicks,
F. McDonald,
Massinfluence,
Das Ding,
Funky Four + One,
Infiniti,
Fluxion,
Cameo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mission of Burma,
Y Pants,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Grass Roots,
Pantytec,
Sixth Finger,
The Toasters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
Freddie Wadling,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.