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 Rwanda and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes 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 Skriet to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ituana,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool Moe Dee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bluetip,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fatback Band,
the Swans,
The Offenders,
The Names,
Animal Collective,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Marvin Gaye,
Metal Thangz,
The Associates,
Joy Division,
The Real Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Smoke,
The Leaves,
Absolute Body Control,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The J.B.'s,
Rites of Spring,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Knickerbockers,
Deepchord,
Dawn Penn,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick May,
Ornette Coleman,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eli Mardock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flipper,
Kayak,
Average White Band,
AZ,
MC5,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crispy Ambulance,
Stereo Dub,
The Grass Roots,
Tom Boy,
Television,
T. Rex,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.