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 Indonesia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 D'Angelo to the dance 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon 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?
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Lynne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Organ,
MDC,
The Gories,
Soulsonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
a-ha,
Q and Not U,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Aloha Tigers,
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Mills,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
Guru Guru,
Excepter,
Todd Rundgren,
Can,
Ponytail,
Sparks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Neon Judgement,
Prince Buster,
Godley & Creme,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Infiniti,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
UT,
Eurythmics,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dual Sessions,
Brick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantytec,
Clear Light,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
Vainqueur,
Gang of Four,
The Associates,
Harry Pussy,
Jacques Brel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
Arab on Radar,
Zero Boys,
Wally Richardson,
The Seeds,
World's Most,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.