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 Suriname and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 The Names to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Bananas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacques Brel,
Derrick Morgan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Hood,
Unwound,
Country Teasers,
The Offenders,
Freddie Wadling,
Pantytec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
F. McDonald,
Barbara Tucker,
Moebius,
Lalann,
Sparks,
Schoolly D,
Yazoo,
Supertramp,
Ronnie Foster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Standells,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Bourne,
Severed Heads,
Eric B and Rakim,
Amazonics,
The Index,
Nils Olav,
Ultra Naté,
PIL,
Stetsasonic,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun City Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
the Slits,
Infiniti,
The Black Dice,
Rotary Connection,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Royal Trux,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Interpol,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
a-ha,
Kenny Larkin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Pus,
June Days,
Make Up,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.