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 Ivory Coast 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Holger Czukay 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rock 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Janne Schatter,
Oblivians,
Marshall Jefferson,
EPMD,
Godley & Creme,
Reagan Youth,
Yazoo,
E-Dancer,
In Retrospect,
Essential Logic,
Sound Behaviour,
Fluxion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pierre Henry,
Quantec,
Rakim,
John Lydon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bad Manners,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crash Course in Science,
New York Dolls,
The Associates,
Scan 7,
Matthew Halsall,
Severed Heads,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joey Negro,
The Cowsills,
Clear Light,
Bob Dylan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bronski Beat,
Pantaleimon,
Television Personalities,
Fat Boys,
Hoover,
Banda Bassotti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fad Gadget,
Bizarre Inc.,
Japan,
Brand Nubian,
Skarface,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Osbourne,
Metal Thangz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dennis Brown,
Fela Kuti,
Surgeon,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Angels of Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skriet,
Gang Starr,
The Skatalites,
Section 25,
the Association,
Black Flag,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.