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 Kosovo and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ronan to the rap 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultravox,
Soft Machine,
Cal Tjader,
The Golliwogs,
Boz Scaggs,
the Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Arthur Verocai,
Pulsallama,
Roxy Music,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
Marmalade,
Cybotron,
Brand Nubian,
Sällskapet,
The Tremeloes,
John Holt,
Television Personalities,
Mr. Review,
Basic Channel,
The Black Dice,
X-101,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül,
kango's stein massive,
Byron Stingily,
Severed Heads,
Black Bananas,
The Fugs,
The Blues Magoos,
Stiv Bators,
Henry Cow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker,
China Crisis,
The Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Infiniti,
KRS-One,
Gerry Rafferty,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DJ Sneak,
Tears for Fears,
Toni Rubio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick May,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra,
Moebius,
Joe Finger,
Q65,
Porter Ricks,
Funkadelic,
Maurizio,
Funky Four + One,
Swans,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
Max Romeo,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.