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 South Africa and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Kaleidoscope to the jazz 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Animal Collective,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
Nirvana,
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams,
Aloha Tigers,
Country Teasers,
The Pop Group,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Seeds,
Ludus,
Silicon Teens,
ABBA,
Japan,
The Fugs,
Stetsasonic,
Lalann,
Godley & Creme,
Bill Near,
Morten Harket,
The Searchers,
David Axelrod,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
June Days,
Funky Four + One,
Panda Bear,
Reuben Wilson,
Gichy Dan,
Maleditus Sound,
Howard Jones,
Harry Pussy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
The Busters,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
Bill Wells,
The Doobie Brothers,
B.T. Express,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rakim,
Sandy B,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Simply Red,
The Fuzztones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Pus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The J.B.'s,
Matthew Bourne,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.