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 Bhutan and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kinks to the crunk 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
The Gun Club,
Kerri Chandler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Star Department,
kango's stein massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Livin' Joy,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Magma,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Malaria!,
Toni Rubio,
The Vogues,
Black Sheep,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Terry,
Technova,
Gang Starr,
Little Man,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Slave,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Monochrome Set,
Pulsallama,
Fugazi,
DJ Sneak,
Guru Guru,
Sparks,
Charles Mingus,
Barbara Tucker,
Stereo Dub,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
Ice-T,
The Five Americans,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
Young Marble Giants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
Easy Going,
10cc,
Essential Logic,
Bluetip,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eurythmics,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Green,
Fear,
Leonard Cohen,
Panda Bear,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.