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 Burkina and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Joe Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boz Scaggs,
Talk Talk,
Pantytec,
The Standells,
Groovy Waters,
K-Klass,
Dark Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
X-Ray Spex,
Livin' Joy,
Youth Brigade,
Circle Jerks,
Toni Rubio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Whodini,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
Con Funk Shun,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Christie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Anthony Braxton,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crime,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tommy Roe,
Bluetip,
Roger Hodgson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oneida,
Josef K,
The J.B.'s,
Excepter,
Nick Fraelich,
Oblivians,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Saints,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
The Monks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.