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 Germany and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 The Techniques to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Jimmy McGriff,
In Retrospect,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Inner City,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Hill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blossom Toes,
Bluetip,
Subhumans,
Ice-T,
the Sonics,
Boz Scaggs,
Infiniti,
The Fortunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bush Tetras,
The Modern Lovers,
FM Einheit,
Ludus,
Procol Harum,
The Five Americans,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Black Pus,
ABC,
Archie Shepp,
Arthur Verocai,
kango's stein massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Supertramp,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skriet,
Loose Ends,
The Happenings,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Red Krayola,
The Vogues,
Yellowson,
Reagan Youth,
Visage,
Altered Images,
Dawn Penn,
The United States of America,
UT,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fear,
Junior Murvin,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
The Leaves,
Ossler,
Flipper,
AZ,
Crime,
Sonny Sharrock,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.