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 India and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Terry Callier to the grime 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
Au Pairs,
Unrelated Segments,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
JFA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dead C,
John Lydon,
The Electric Prunes,
Blossom Toes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stiv Bators,
The Red Krayola,
The Moleskins,
X-102,
La Düsseldorf,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Halsall,
Josef K,
The Sound,
Skriet,
Fela Kuti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Davy DMX,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez,
Saccharine Trust,
D'Angelo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joey Negro,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Livin' Joy,
Kerri Chandler,
The Beau Brummels,
Y Pants,
Suburban Knight,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Human League,
The Neon Judgement,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Procol Harum,
The Zeros,
Lou Christie,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Main Source,
Interpol,
The Kinks,
Quadrant,
Monks,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.