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 Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 The Gap Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Kerri Chandler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crime,
Franke,
The Young Rascals,
Joy Division,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Finger,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Martian,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Khruangbin,
Skriet,
The Victims,
Y Pants,
Second Layer,
The Velvet Underground,
Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
OOIOO,
Vladislav Delay,
Infiniti,
Deadbeat,
Livin' Joy,
Lucky Dragons,
The Golliwogs,
Zapp,
X-101,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cybotron,
The Happenings,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
New Age Steppers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Trumans Water,
Massinfluence,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Audionom,
Neu!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Seeds,
D'Angelo,
Bauhaus,
The Gun Club,
John Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
ABBA,
Fear,
The Fugs,
Outsiders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.