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 Botswana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Matthew Halsall to the jazz 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion 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?
Ten City,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ronan,
Man Parrish,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
Funky Four + One,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nils Olav,
Sparks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joy Division,
Jeff Mills,
Magma,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
Grauzone,
The Gories,
Agitation Free,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Popol Vuh,
Zero Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
Guru Guru,
Roy Ayers,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
Aloha Tigers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Porter Ricks,
Monolake,
the Normal,
Amazonics,
the Sonics,
Nirvana,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Toni Rubio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
Public Enemy,
Black Bananas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mars,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.