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 Venezuela and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Qualms,
DJ Style,
The Fugs,
Roxette,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Barracudas,
The Invisible,
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
Jandek,
Josef K,
Danielle Patucci,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Susan Cadogan,
the Bar-Kays,
Stereo Dub,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Reed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Cell,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jawbox,
Slave,
Tears for Fears,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Country Teasers,
This Heat,
Mark Hollis,
Fugazi,
The Fuzztones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barrington Levy,
Siglo XX,
Frankie Knuckles,
Unrelated Segments,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Names,
Terry Callier,
Accadde A,
Brass Construction,
Eden Ahbez,
Rosa Yemen,
Pantaleimon,
David Axelrod,
Underground Resistance,
Dual Sessions,
The Move,
Piero Umiliani,
Byron Stingily,
Brick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.