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 Bolivia and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Matthew Halsall,
The Happenings,
The Fall,
CMW,
Stiv Bators,
Josef K,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Tropical Tobacco,
La Düsseldorf,
Sam Rivers,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Smog,
Fatback Band,
L. Decosne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ponytail,
Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
Monolake,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Symarip,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Gang Dance,
10cc,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Chris Corsano,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Green,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Toni Rubio,
Stereo Dub,
Procol Harum,
the Slits,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
The Slackers,
Spoonie Gee,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Letta Mbulu,
KRS-One,
Man Parrish,
Henry Cow,
Reagan Youth,
New York Dolls,
The Dead C,
Essential Logic,
Lou Reed,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.