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 Afghanistan and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Section 25,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rod Modell,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
Joensuu 1685,
UT,
Howard Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Wake,
Pet Shop Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
The Blues Magoos,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lucky Dragons,
The Divine Comedy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yaz,
Rufus Thomas,
Skarface,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Walker Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Leaves,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Harry Pussy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang of Four,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Agent Orange,
Skaos,
Adolescents,
The Gories,
Spoonie Gee,
Anakelly,
Rites of Spring,
Gregory Isaacs,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Wells,
Idris Muhammad,
Alphaville,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DNA,
PIL,
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Hashim,
Fear,
The Tremeloes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.