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 Moldova and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Lagos and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Minor Threat to the punk 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Real Kids,
Main Source,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soulsonic Force,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerri Chandler,
Prince Buster,
H. Thieme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DJ Sneak,
The Cure,
EPMD,
Fela Kuti,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
MDC,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Near,
The American Breed,
Ten City,
Sixth Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
UT,
PIL,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marmalade,
MC5,
Ultra Naté,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
The Techniques,
Magma,
Maurizio,
The Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Skatalites,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Roger Hodgson,
Marvin Gaye,
The Angels of Light,
Sonic Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.