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 Slovenia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Animal Collective 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radio Birdman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Amon Düül,
8 Eyed Spy,
Agitation Free,
Letta Mbulu,
China Crisis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liliput,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joy Division,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masters at Work,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Y Pants,
Schoolly D,
Khruangbin,
Interpol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Henry Cow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun City Girls,
Sällskapet,
the Sonics,
Clear Light,
Roger Hodgson,
Freddie Wadling,
Rekid,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Blues Magoos,
UT,
Visage,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lyres,
Joe Smooth,
Public Enemy,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Blackbyrds,
Echospace,
R.M.O.,
Q and Not U,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Beau Brummels,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nick Fraelich,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
The Count Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
EPMD,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.