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 Kuwait and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Radio Birdman to the techno 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 Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
cv313,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Starr,
Graham Central Station,
The Cowsills,
Average White Band,
Dark Day,
The Victims,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Neu!,
Agent Orange,
Peter and Kerry,
The Slackers,
Slick Rick,
Von Mondo,
Y Pants,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
Ultra Naté,
Prince Buster,
Eric Dolphy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Erykah Badu,
Minutemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABBA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Nirvana,
The Pretty Things,
The United States of America,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Order,
Sällskapet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Guru Guru,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Move,
Camberwell Now,
Symarip,
David McCallum,
The Happenings,
Sonic Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ken Boothe,
Brass Construction,
The Star Department,
Pylon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Parry Music,
China Crisis,
The Black Dice,
Ice-T,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dawn Penn,
Technova,
Robert Wyatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Sex Pistols,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.