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 Saudi Arabia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Count Five 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Mills,
Popol Vuh,
The Electric Prunes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Neil Young,
Girls At Our Best!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ponytail,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Maurizio,
Gong,
Spoonie Gee,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Das Ding,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Juan Atkins,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
Supertramp,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bronski Beat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gun Club,
The Real Kids,
Derrick May,
CMW,
Wasted Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Depeche Mode,
The Index,
The Smiths,
Soft Machine,
Robert Görl,
The Searchers,
X-101,
The Slackers,
This Heat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mad Mike,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Blossom Toes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sound Behaviour,
The Kinks,
The Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Pantytec,
The Leaves,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Loose Ends,
Sixth Finger,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.