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 Angola and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Neil Young to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Schoolly D,
The Monks,
Make Up,
Heaven 17,
Connie Case,
Ten City,
The Slits,
Guru Guru,
The Residents,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Colin Newman,
Josef K,
Hasil Adkins,
The Index,
Infiniti,
the Germs,
Rekid,
Mandrill,
X-102,
In Retrospect,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Sonic Youth,
Ohio Players,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronnie Foster,
Deepchord,
Whodini,
Quando Quango,
Grandmaster Flash,
Animal Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Raincoats,
The Leaves,
The United States of America,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Derrick Morgan,
Cybotron,
Sun City Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Roxy Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.