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 Andorra and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Spandau Ballet to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Rakim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Infiniti,
Minutemen,
Chris & Cosey,
The Velvet Underground,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Spoonie Gee,
Pierre Henry,
The Slits,
The Mummies,
Laurel Aitken,
Porter Ricks,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Surgeon,
Roxy Music,
The Doors,
Audionom,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
Byron Stingily,
The Pretty Things,
Sam Rivers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Outsiders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bad Manners,
U.S. Maple,
The Blues Magoos,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dead Boys,
Altered Images,
Half Japanese,
Derrick Morgan,
X-Ray Spex,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rapeman,
Hoover,
Royal Trux,
Tres Demented,
Rites of Spring,
The Black Dice,
Flipper,
Slave,
Gang of Four,
The Grass Roots,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABBA,
Juan Atkins,
Ten City,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
Dennis Brown,
Hardrive,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Stooges,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.