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 Switzerland and from Spokane.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
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 arpeggiator 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 Tommy Roe to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Peter & Gordon,
The Saints,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Pus,
Spoonie Gee,
La Düsseldorf,
The Techniques,
Yazoo,
Aswad,
Faraquet,
The Sound,
Moby Grape,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Jacob Miller,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
New Age Steppers,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T.S.O.L.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nas,
One Last Wish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rapeman,
Pussy Galore,
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dark Day,
Arthur Verocai,
Pagans,
Accadde A,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Supertramp,
Thompson Twins,
Cameo,
Von Mondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Charles Mingus,
Gong,
Pierre Henry,
Basic Channel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amazonics,
Arab on Radar,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
a-ha,
Aaron Thompson,
Bang On A Can,
JFA,
The Skatalites,
The Remains,
Fluxion,
Zapp,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.