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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Associates to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Reuben Wilson,
Reagan Youth,
Archie Shepp,
Gichy Dan,
Leonard Cohen,
The Fortunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Neu!,
Aswad,
Ponytail,
The Vogues,
Vainqueur,
Fatback Band,
Crime,
Kaleidoscope,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker,
Deakin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Q and Not U,
Slick Rick,
Franke,
The Dead C,
Public Image Ltd.,
Harry Pussy,
Magazine,
Jerry's Kids,
KRS-One,
Cal Tjader,
Faraquet,
Stiv Bators,
Eve St. Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Skatalites,
Skriet,
Roxy Music,
Trumans Water,
the Human League,
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare,
Guru Guru,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
These Immortal Souls,
The Busters,
Althea and Donna,
Pagans,
John Holt,
Symarip,
Minny Pops,
Aaron Thompson,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DNA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.