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 Philippines and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Shoche to the jazz 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
Bobby Sherman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aural Exciters,
James White and The Blacks,
Carl Craig,
The New Christs,
Kurtis Blow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Parry Music,
Brass Construction,
Altered Images,
Barry Ungar,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Icehouse,
Moss Icon,
Rosa Yemen,
Alice Coltrane,
Blake Baxter,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wasted Youth,
Television,
Visage,
Schoolly D,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
Cybotron,
CMW,
Q and Not U,
A Certain Ratio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bill Wells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Young Rascals,
Morten Harket,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
Fat Boys,
Scott Walker,
Depeche Mode,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül,
Reuben Wilson,
This Heat,
Gong,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Zeros,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unwound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.