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 Finland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 the Normal to the crunk 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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Martian,
The Divine Comedy,
Dark Day,
Kurtis Blow,
The Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
The Vogues,
Pharoah Sanders,
Warsaw,
The Remains,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacques Brel,
Sandy B,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Last Poets,
Lalann,
Matthew Bourne,
The Buckinghams,
Crooked Eye,
The Golliwogs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
Hoover,
Camouflage,
The Associates,
Panda Bear,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
Circle Jerks,
MC5,
Aaron Thompson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oneida,
Shoche,
The Angels of Light,
Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
The Mojo Men,
Scrapy,
Rekid,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crime,
Goldenarms,
Marvin Gaye,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Swell Maps,
Spoonie Gee,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.