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 Cuba and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Section 25 to the rock 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Joe Smooth,
Hot Snakes,
Massinfluence,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeff Mills,
Niagra,
Slick Rick,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
Funky Four + One,
Echospace,
Goldenarms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eddi Front,
Nirvana,
Schoolly D,
World's Most,
The Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sparks,
Freddie Wadling,
Skaos,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Isaac Hayes,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
Sonic Youth,
The Blues Magoos,
The Raincoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Cale,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brass Construction,
Unwound,
Sällskapet,
Gang Green,
Procol Harum,
DJ Sneak,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Royal Trux,
E-Dancer,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.