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 Uruguay and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sun Ra to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gastr Del Sol,
Motorama,
The Slackers,
The Electric Prunes,
Crash Course in Science,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Con Funk Shun,
Toni Rubio,
The Evens,
The Beau Brummels,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronnie Foster,
Rekid,
Pulsallama,
Yazoo,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blues Magoos,
F. McDonald,
Deakin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quantec,
Pylon,
Steve Hackett,
Sam Rivers,
Schoolly D,
A Certain Ratio,
The Doors,
Stetsasonic,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
the Slits,
Q65,
Warsaw,
Ornette Coleman,
John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Alton Ellis,
Lyres,
Y Pants,
The Standells,
Pantytec,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nils Olav,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish,
Peter & Gordon,
Darondo,
The New Christs,
The Barracudas,
Arcadia,
Intrusion,
Deadbeat,
Soulsonic Force,
The Trojans,
Soft Machine,
Albert Ayler,
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.