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 New Zealand and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roxette to the rap 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Jerry's Kids,
Circle Jerks,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cramps,
Carl Craig,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Clarke,
Reagan Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Flipper,
Accadde A,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Faraquet,
Crooked Eye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Stooges,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Altered Images,
The Slackers,
Peter and Kerry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Model 500,
Harmonia,
Barclay James Harvest,
Masters at Work,
Deakin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Throbbing Gristle,
Archie Shepp,
Suicide,
Ultravox,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Junior Murvin,
48th St. Collective,
The American Breed,
The Wake,
CMW,
Intrusion,
Vainqueur,
The Searchers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mandrill,
Howard Jones,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Angry Samoans,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.