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 Iran and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pagans to the funk 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Metal Thangz,
Public Enemy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantaleimon,
In Retrospect,
Cal Tjader,
Prince Buster,
KRS-One,
Nik Kershaw,
Angry Samoans,
Steve Hackett,
New Age Steppers,
Avey Tare,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Buckinghams,
Magma,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tubeway Army,
Absolute Body Control,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jeru the Damaja,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fall,
Joe Finger,
10cc,
Second Layer,
The Leaves,
Eden Ahbez,
Tim Buckley,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cymande,
Amon Düül II,
Aaron Thompson,
John Foxx,
Subhumans,
Junior Murvin,
Icehouse,
Alice Coltrane,
The Velvet Underground,
Panda Bear,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Duran Duran,
DJ Style,
Gang Green,
Marmalade,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Symarip,
Funky Four + One,
The Blackbyrds,
The Move,
Stiv Bators,
Mars,
Hardrive,
The Real Kids,
Sight & Sound,
The Techniques,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.