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 Italy and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the punk 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Selecter,
Prince Buster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Morten Harket,
Charles Mingus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy Collins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins,
Fela Kuti,
Circle Jerks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Interpol,
Aswad,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brass Construction,
Model 500,
Jeff Lynne,
Bush Tetras,
The Mummies,
The Doobie Brothers,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
Roxy Music,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Albert Ayler,
Chrome,
the Swans,
Brand Nubian,
Pagans,
Eurythmics,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan,
Pierre Henry,
Vainqueur,
Joensuu 1685,
Funky Four + One,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Order,
KRS-One,
Negative Approach,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The United States of America,
Susan Cadogan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Outsiders,
Althea and Donna,
Darondo,
The Buckinghams,
David Bowie,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.