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 Micronesia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar 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 Circle Jerks to the funk 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Swans,
Laurel Aitken,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oblivians,
The Birthday Party,
AZ,
Animal Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
Rakim,
Organ,
Magazine,
Negative Approach,
X-Ray Spex,
Stiv Bators,
Lalo Schifrin,
Henry Cow,
Theoretical Girls,
The Five Americans,
Sonic Youth,
Wolf Eyes,
The Selecter,
Jerry's Kids,
Sam Rivers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
D'Angelo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Anakelly,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DJ Style,
World's Most,
Black Bananas,
Aaron Thompson,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
Rapeman,
ABBA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
Lungfish,
Suburban Knight,
The J.B.'s,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gun Club,
Nik Kershaw,
Alphaville,
Franke,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radio Birdman,
ABC,
Pussy Galore,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.