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 Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wasted Youth,
Youth Brigade,
Darondo,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
The Music Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Pulsallama,
The Tremeloes,
10cc,
The Techniques,
Flipper,
The Selecter,
X-101,
The Trojans,
Archie Shepp,
Television Personalities,
Davy DMX,
Unwound,
Dark Day,
Ornette Coleman,
Cymande,
Morten Harket,
In Retrospect,
Man Parrish,
The Martian,
Skarface,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
Das Ding,
Agitation Free,
Icehouse,
Funkadelic,
The Fall,
Sparks,
Marine Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Warsaw,
Newcleus,
Desert Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
Alton Ellis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Guru Guru,
Rufus Thomas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thee Headcoats,
Minny Pops,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Fraelich,
The Skatalites,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.