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 Austria and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soulsonic Force to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
L. Decosne,
Eric Dolphy,
Todd Terry,
The Flesh Eaters,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Womack,
Darondo,
David Axelrod,
Ice-T,
The Gun Club,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nick Fraelich,
Jacob Miller,
AZ,
Maleditus Sound,
Minor Threat,
The Cure,
Joey Negro,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deakin,
Vainqueur,
Kevin Saunderson,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Skriet,
The Golliwogs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Bar-Kays,
Infiniti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultra Naté,
Faust,
Lakeside,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Leonard Cohen,
Dead Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott Heron,
Al Stewart,
Maurizio,
cv313,
Lalann,
Josef K,
The Cowsills,
The Blues Magoos,
Scott Walker,
The Moody Blues,
The Zeros,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fire Engines,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.