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 Kenya and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Camberwell Now to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Darondo,
Khruangbin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Names,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Stooges,
Freddie Wadling,
Soulsonic Force,
Chrome,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Malaria!,
James White and The Blacks,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronan,
The Skatalites,
The Slits,
Newcleus,
The Gun Club,
Joensuu 1685,
Bob Dylan,
Groovy Waters,
Jacob Miller,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Arcadia,
R.M.O.,
Mission of Burma,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
Soft Machine,
Judy Mowatt,
Hoover,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra,
Sugar Minott,
Ultra Naté,
The Young Rascals,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harmonia,
The Motions,
Essential Logic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sarah Menescal,
The Black Dice,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yellowson,
The Blackbyrds,
Fat Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Technova,
Joey Negro,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.