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 Cape Verde and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grime 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
T.S.O.L.,
The Slackers,
Nils Olav,
Maleditus Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
Junior Murvin,
Loose Ends,
Michelle Simonal,
Wolf Eyes,
The Happenings,
the Human League,
Parry Music,
Susan Cadogan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pussy Galore,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bill Near,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultravox,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bad Manners,
The Blackbyrds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warsaw,
Moebius,
Television Personalities,
Sällskapet,
Hasil Adkins,
Joe Finger,
Audionom,
Avey Tare,
Man Parrish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
Duran Duran,
Symarip,
kango's stein massive,
The Blues Magoos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
Technova,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kayak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Shoche,
John Holt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stetsasonic,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sarah Menescal,
Little Man,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.