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 Suriname and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fluxion,
Susan Cadogan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cymande,
Sällskapet,
The Martian,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eric Dolphy,
Rod Modell,
Ohio Players,
Slick Rick,
The Litter,
Howard Jones,
Unwound,
Pierre Henry,
June of 44,
Wire,
Swans,
Agent Orange,
The Dead C,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Normal,
Rites of Spring,
Barbara Tucker,
The Real Kids,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Teasers,
OOIOO,
Fela Kuti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Heaven 17,
Bootsy Collins,
Deakin,
Scratch Acid,
Reagan Youth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Animal Collective,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David McCallum,
Funky Four + One,
Marc Almond,
Buzzcocks,
EPMD,
The Slackers,
Pantytec,
Althea and Donna,
La Düsseldorf,
Ultravox,
Toni Rubio,
Clear Light,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
David Bowie,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.