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 Sweden and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Toasters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
The Star Department,
Essential Logic,
Ice-T,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Supertramp,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funkadelic,
L. Decosne,
Siglo XX,
Pulsallama,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Five Americans,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
Underground Resistance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DNA,
June of 44,
Fugazi,
X-Ray Spex,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
Camouflage,
The Gories,
Yazoo,
The American Breed,
Pierre Henry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Mantronix,
Basic Channel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Drexciya,
Eric Copeland,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fad Gadget,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mr. Review,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
PIL,
Procol Harum,
Josef K,
Pylon,
Popol Vuh,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
B.T. Express,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.