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 Portugal and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Rufus Thomas to the electroclash 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Carl Craig,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang of Four,
Peter and Kerry,
H. Thieme,
Cecil Taylor,
Nick Fraelich,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
Technova,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
The Litter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Thompson Twins,
Q and Not U,
Sun City Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dirtbombs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Urselle,
Skaos,
Terry Callier,
Rites of Spring,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kas Product,
John Coltrane,
Los Fastidios,
Gong,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Marmalade,
Alton Ellis,
Motorama,
Pantaleimon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Echospace,
The Remains,
Eric Dolphy,
Adolescents,
The Tremeloes,
Pagans,
Magazine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Walker Brothers,
T. Rex,
Quantec,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.