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 Comoros and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ken Boothe,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bluetip,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Massinfluence,
Leonard Cohen,
Eden Ahbez,
Spoonie Gee,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Prunes,
The Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Groovy Waters,
kango's stein massive,
Junior Murvin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skaos,
Faust,
The Misunderstood,
Barbara Tucker,
Chrome,
James White and The Blacks,
Minutemen,
Moebius,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick Morgan,
Tres Demented,
Ohio Players,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
John Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Talk Talk,
Public Enemy,
The Last Poets,
Agent Orange,
This Heat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barry Ungar,
Maurizio,
Au Pairs,
Rod Modell,
Excepter,
John Foxx,
Pussy Galore,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Clarke,
Essential Logic,
Eurythmics,
Mantronix,
Bad Manners,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mission of Burma,
Isaac Hayes,
Davy DMX,
Supertramp,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.