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 Equatorial Guinea and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Vainqueur to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Toni Rubio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sällskapet,
Erykah Badu,
The Smoke,
Scan 7,
L. Decosne,
The Sound,
The Selecter,
Spoonie Gee,
Tears for Fears,
Silicon Teens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
Erasure,
Girls At Our Best!,
Todd Terry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fuzztones,
The Monochrome Set,
New Age Steppers,
Derrick May,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Metal Thangz,
Marmalade,
Kaleidoscope,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange,
Royal Trux,
Ten City,
Black Pus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Groovy Waters,
Monks,
The Wake,
Letta Mbulu,
The Pop Group,
Fugazi,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Slave,
The Misunderstood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fugs,
Minnie Riperton,
Q and Not U,
Au Pairs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
R.M.O.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Lydon,
Pierre Henry,
Joey Negro,
Sparks,
Delta 5,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.