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 Japan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Lalann to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Pantaleimon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bronski Beat,
Royal Trux,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Human League,
Alison Limerick,
The Moody Blues,
Pussy Galore,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funky Four + One,
Laurel Aitken,
Soul II Soul,
Toni Rubio,
The Doors,
Aswad,
Donald Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
KRS-One,
Stetsasonic,
Bootsy Collins,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Vladislav Delay,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cure,
The Alarm Clocks,
Altered Images,
Schoolly D,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Fraelich,
Arab on Radar,
The Vogues,
David Bowie,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roxette,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thee Headcoats,
Sällskapet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Slave,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ludus,
10cc,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
Con Funk Shun,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.