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 Taiwan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sixth Finger to the crunk 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
the Germs,
Todd Terry,
Cameo,
The Toasters,
48th St. Collective,
Bluetip,
Mo-Dettes,
Delta 5,
These Immortal Souls,
Lightning Bolt,
Nils Olav,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Lalann,
Donny Hathaway,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bronski Beat,
The Black Dice,
DJ Style,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Lakeside,
Pylon,
Lungfish,
Main Source,
Faraquet,
Quantec,
Dark Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stereo Dub,
Ronan,
New York Dolls,
Black Moon,
Graham Central Station,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pierre Henry,
Jeff Lynne,
Archie Shepp,
Magazine,
The Monks,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Michelle Simonal,
Inner City,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Loose Ends,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
Drexciya,
Masters at Work,
Lindisfarne,
Wolf Eyes,
Hoover,
Japan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Flamin' Groovies,
FM Einheit,
Hashim,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.