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 Austria and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 The New Christs to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
the Association,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scan 7,
Roxette,
Charles Mingus,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bob Dylan,
Flipper,
The Real Kids,
Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Alphaville,
UT,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donny Hathaway,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Barbara Tucker,
Alton Ellis,
Motorama,
The Fuzztones,
The Fall,
MC5,
New Order,
These Immortal Souls,
Maurizio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Letta Mbulu,
Brick,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fat Boys,
Tomorrow,
The Fugs,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül II,
Joey Negro,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Porter Ricks,
Wire,
The Modern Lovers,
Monks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
Frankie Knuckles,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.