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 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 E-Dancer to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Drexciya,
The Invisible,
These Immortal Souls,
Janne Schatter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
U.S. Maple,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bauhaus,
the Bar-Kays,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Interpol,
The Zeros,
Schoolly D,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Faust,
Dorothy Ashby,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vladislav Delay,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barbara Tucker,
The Modern Lovers,
Camberwell Now,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Amazonics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fuzztones,
Scan 7,
Chrome,
The Velvet Underground,
Guru Guru,
Black Moon,
Tres Demented,
Lalann,
Wasted Youth,
The Martian,
Kaleidoscope,
The Barracudas,
Laurel Aitken,
The Selecter,
The Grass Roots,
Lyres,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bluetip,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Happenings,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Foxx,
Kas Product,
Moebius,
Funkadelic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.