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 Japan and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 June of 44 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Jawbox,
Marine Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gang of Four,
The Grass Roots,
Goldenarms,
Grey Daturas,
John Cale,
Joe Smooth,
Drexciya,
CMW,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
June of 44,
Wire,
John Holt,
Gang Starr,
Electric Prunes,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Marvin Gaye,
Popol Vuh,
Flash Fearless,
Essential Logic,
Main Source,
Guru Guru,
Frankie Knuckles,
UT,
Soulsonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alison Limerick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Y Pants,
The Black Dice,
Lyres,
Radio Birdman,
The Human League,
DNA,
Q and Not U,
The Invisible,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Freddie Wadling,
Jacob Miller,
the Sonics,
the Association,
Sarah Menescal,
Bad Manners,
Clear Light,
Boz Scaggs,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.