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 United States and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grunge 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
Faust,
The Sound,
Underground Resistance,
The Birthday Party,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lucky Dragons,
the Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spandau Ballet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultra Naté,
Absolute Body Control,
Hardrive,
Stetsasonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flipper,
Robert Görl,
DJ Style,
Khruangbin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sonic Youth,
The Standells,
Bob Dylan,
Deepchord,
Roy Ayers,
the Bar-Kays,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Janne Schatter,
Ohio Players,
Big Daddy Kane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nation of Ulysses,
Das Ding,
Eurythmics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Pus,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
Terry Callier,
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marine Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat,
Drexciya,
Fear,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.