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 Singapore and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Technova to the grime 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Brass Construction,
Mission of Burma,
Grey Daturas,
John Holt,
Bauhaus,
The Smiths,
Letta Mbulu,
X-Ray Spex,
Isaac Hayes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Johnny Clarke,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
Silicon Teens,
La Düsseldorf,
Goldenarms,
Neu!,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marine Girls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swans,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Davy DMX,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Names,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skriet,
Altered Images,
The Divine Comedy,
Aswad,
48th St. Collective,
The Fugs,
Erasure,
The Offenders,
Josef K,
Gastr Del Sol,
Easy Going,
Mo-Dettes,
Index,
Hoover,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül II,
Scan 7,
Marvin Gaye,
The Dead C,
Yaz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Trumans Water,
Underground Resistance,
Alice Coltrane,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Moon,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.