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 Somalia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 The Names to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sällskapet,
Eric B and Rakim,
kango's stein massive,
the Soft Cell,
The Standells,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Negative Approach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Warren Ellis,
Gichy Dan,
Avey Tare,
Amon Düül II,
Skriet,
Subhumans,
Nik Kershaw,
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gap Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barry Ungar,
Blake Baxter,
Swell Maps,
AZ,
Fluxion,
Second Layer,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Monolake,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Cowsills,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fire Engines,
Gastr Del Sol,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
Altered Images,
Con Funk Shun,
Crime,
Nico,
The Music Machine,
Gang of Four,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oneida,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
Gabor Szabo,
June Days,
The Names,
Von Mondo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.