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 Botswana and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Masters at Work to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Moby Grape,
Moebius,
The Associates,
Black Pus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
R.M.O.,
Nirvana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Invisible,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brass Construction,
Man Parrish,
John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Half Japanese,
The Velvet Underground,
Bob Dylan,
The Slits,
Oblivians,
Cluster,
New Order,
MC5,
Subhumans,
Lower 48,
Nils Olav,
Banda Bassotti,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young,
Davy DMX,
Index,
Brand Nubian,
Funkadelic,
Sam Rivers,
Accadde A,
The Five Americans,
Guru Guru,
Mad Mike,
Kayak,
Pulsallama,
Q65,
Massinfluence,
Lightning Bolt,
Bronski Beat,
Eddi Front,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Average White Band,
DJ Style,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
Mandrill,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nik Kershaw,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.