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 Libya and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Von Mondo to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Joe Finger,
Easy Going,
The Black Dice,
Faust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hashim,
Alice Coltrane,
Rufus Thomas,
Joey Negro,
Desert Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jawbox,
Nick Fraelich,
Little Man,
E-Dancer,
The Gun Club,
Harry Pussy,
Scrapy,
Pole,
ABC,
Parry Music,
Fela Kuti,
Kaleidoscope,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Surgeon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Wake,
The Modern Lovers,
Tom Boy,
Janne Schatter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
These Immortal Souls,
Reuben Wilson,
Bush Tetras,
Peter and Kerry,
The Moody Blues,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q65,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Magazine,
OOIOO,
The Busters,
Brass Construction,
The Blues Magoos,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cowsills,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Dark Day,
DJ Sneak,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.