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 Serbia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Ludus to the techno 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
MC5,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Knickerbockers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gabor Szabo,
L. Decosne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ken Boothe,
ABBA,
The Fuzztones,
Niagra,
The Gun Club,
The Leaves,
The Invisible,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Motorama,
The Grass Roots,
Blossom Toes,
The Searchers,
Schoolly D,
Lindisfarne,
The Fugs,
Gang Green,
China Crisis,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camouflage,
Patti Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
ABC,
Reuben Wilson,
Stetsasonic,
Ultra Naté,
Minny Pops,
Inner City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
K-Klass,
Reagan Youth,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Doobie Brothers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ohio Players,
Flash Fearless,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quando Quango,
Skaos,
Black Flag,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dawn Penn,
The Sonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
June of 44,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
Mr. Review,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.