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 Kazakhstan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 the Bar-Kays to the grime 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Max Romeo,
Negative Approach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Almond,
Wasted Youth,
Hoover,
X-101,
Donny Hathaway,
Shoche,
Janne Schatter,
Ten City,
Tommy Roe,
Marcia Griffiths,
Guru Guru,
K-Klass,
Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Moby Grape,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
Bronski Beat,
Don Cherry,
The Leaves,
Pantaleimon,
The Litter,
Jandek,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Unwound,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Slits,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed,
Loose Ends,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eddi Front,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cameo,
Fear,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
Desert Stars,
the Human League,
Harmonia,
Johnny Clarke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Buckinghams,
John Coltrane,
Hardrive,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.