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 Ethiopia and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Depeche Mode,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
the Slits,
Sällskapet,
Niagra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ludus,
Skaos,
Mad Mike,
Second Layer,
Alphaville,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
Fatback Band,
The Vogues,
Ice-T,
Vladislav Delay,
Khruangbin,
Fluxion,
John Coltrane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The New Christs,
Joe Finger,
Joe Smooth,
The Misunderstood,
Skriet,
The American Breed,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül II,
The Moody Blues,
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
Marc Almond,
Motorama,
Heaven 17,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bush Tetras,
The Smoke,
Vainqueur,
Tres Demented,
The Selecter,
Donny Hathaway,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Wyatt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Desert Stars,
Idris Muhammad,
Sonic Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barrington Levy,
Visage,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.