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 Colombia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Interpol to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
ABC,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blake Baxter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soulsonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
The Victims,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wings,
The Skatalites,
Echospace,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dual Sessions,
Ten City,
B.T. Express,
Intrusion,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sugar Minott,
Desert Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Groovy Waters,
Pantaleimon,
Boz Scaggs,
Wire,
Ponytail,
Black Sheep,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
Jeff Mills,
Ice-T,
Skriet,
The Trojans,
Make Up,
John Holt,
Max Romeo,
Donny Hathaway,
Oneida,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yellowson,
The Index,
Drive Like Jehu,
Television,
Cecil Taylor,
Suburban Knight,
Simply Red,
Brothers Johnson,
Eddi Front,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skarface,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cal Tjader,
Sonic Youth,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.