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 Palau and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 a-ha to the grime 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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Moebius,
Average White Band,
Clear Light,
Boz Scaggs,
Subhumans,
Rosa Yemen,
Prince Buster,
Cluster,
The Move,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flipper,
Bauhaus,
Supertramp,
Iggy Pop,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brick,
Mo-Dettes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visage,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ten City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Oneida,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Can,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Vladislav Delay,
Sparks,
Joyce Sims,
Kool Moe Dee,
Anthony Braxton,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Isaac Hayes,
Tres Demented,
The Slits,
Throbbing Gristle,
CMW,
Bob Dylan,
Scientists,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cure,
Vainqueur,
Swell Maps,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rekid,
The Misunderstood,
China Crisis,
Ossler,
In Retrospect,
Dark Day,
Peter and Kerry,
Con Funk Shun,
Faust,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.