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 St Kitts & Nevis and from New York.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Quantec to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Scion,
cv313,
Vainqueur,
Hasil Adkins,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gong,
Amazonics,
Niagra,
Public Enemy,
Iggy Pop,
Massinfluence,
Todd Rundgren,
Tears for Fears,
Quantec,
The J.B.'s,
Chrome,
The Wake,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Association,
June Days,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ituana,
Johnny Clarke,
Derrick May,
Yellowson,
The Standells,
Mandrill,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fluxion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
E-Dancer,
AZ,
Wire,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cluster,
Letta Mbulu,
Sex Pistols,
Fat Boys,
Eve St. Jones,
Magazine,
The Offenders,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Half Japanese,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Funky Four + One,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Von Mondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pretty Things,
Malaria!,
Shoche,
Glenn Branca,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.