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 Algeria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Arab on Radar to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Suburban Knight,
The Mojo Men,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul II Soul,
Brick,
OOIOO,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Qualms,
Animal Collective,
The Skatalites,
Sound Behaviour,
Guru Guru,
Chrome,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lightning Bolt,
Letta Mbulu,
Minutemen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pussy Galore,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
B.T. Express,
Yaz,
Laurel Aitken,
Con Funk Shun,
The Flesh Eaters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Darondo,
Trumans Water,
Terrestrial Tones,
Agitation Free,
The Music Machine,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Suicide,
ABC,
The Gap Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Holt,
The Vogues,
Fear,
Half Japanese,
Inner City,
Gang of Four,
Toni Rubio,
The Names,
Harmonia,
Robert Wyatt,
Dave Gahan,
Ultravox,
Japan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.