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 Sri Lanka and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ice-T to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
H. Thieme,
Carl Craig,
Lightning Bolt,
Kerri Chandler,
Scratch Acid,
The Five Americans,
Scion,
Black Pus,
Joe Smooth,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Divine Comedy,
Roxette,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
Unrelated Segments,
Rufus Thomas,
UT,
Shuggie Otis,
The Monks,
CMW,
Pere Ubu,
Adolescents,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hardrive,
The Victims,
Crash Course in Science,
Unwound,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
MDC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare,
the Human League,
Nils Olav,
F. McDonald,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lungfish,
Saccharine Trust,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Wyatt,
Judy Mowatt,
Whodini,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Pantaleimon,
Don Cherry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Al Stewart,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen,
Harmonia,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.