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 Guyana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the jazz 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
Henry Cow,
The Slackers,
Faraquet,
Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agent Orange,
Anthony Braxton,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tears for Fears,
Cheater Slicks,
Eurythmics,
The Young Rascals,
David McCallum,
Nick Fraelich,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Audionom,
Jerry's Kids,
Soft Machine,
The Motions,
Chrome,
Groovy Waters,
Idris Muhammad,
Fat Boys,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
DNA,
Cal Tjader,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Liliput,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camberwell Now,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
X-Ray Spex,
The American Breed,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Five Americans,
The Smoke,
Funkadelic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
Monolake,
The Trojans,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Human League,
ABBA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Khruangbin,
Magazine,
Slave,
Infiniti,
The Last Poets,
the Bar-Kays,
Pussy Galore,
cv313,
Visage,
The Martian,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.