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 Mexico and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Loose Ends to the disco 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Roy Ayers,
Zapp,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
The Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alison Limerick,
June Days,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
The Human League,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hardrive,
The Tremeloes,
the Swans,
Hot Snakes,
Terry Callier,
Outsiders,
The Associates,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skarface,
Stereo Dub,
Sight & Sound,
The Moleskins,
Amazonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Letta Mbulu,
Prince Buster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vladislav Delay,
In Retrospect,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker,
Sound Behaviour,
Lower 48,
Frankie Knuckles,
Faust,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Lynne,
Monks,
Ken Boothe,
Saccharine Trust,
Porter Ricks,
Kurtis Blow,
Roxy Music,
Anthony Braxton,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roxette,
Deepchord,
Bobby Byrd,
R.M.O.,
The United States of America,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Mission of Burma,
Brass Construction,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.