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 Micronesia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Young Rascals to the rock 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Silicon Teens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Alison Limerick,
The Last Poets,
The Velvet Underground,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Cluster,
Boredoms,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cal Tjader,
The Moleskins,
Agitation Free,
Sarah Menescal,
Circle Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Black Flag,
Laurel Aitken,
Leonard Cohen,
Flipper,
In Retrospect,
Scientists,
Sight & Sound,
Heaven 17,
The Buckinghams,
R.M.O.,
Lower 48,
Yaz,
Main Source,
Vainqueur,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arcadia,
a-ha,
The Gap Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Animal Collective,
This Heat,
China Crisis,
Rapeman,
Maleditus Sound,
Althea and Donna,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Star Department,
Funkadelic,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.