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 Guatemala and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro 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 Donny Hathaway to the techno 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Letta Mbulu,
The Pop Group,
Ralphi Rosario,
Von Mondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Livin' Joy,
Al Stewart,
Outsiders,
Technova,
Fad Gadget,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Davy DMX,
David Bowie,
The Blues Magoos,
Sparks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cowsills,
Pylon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
EPMD,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Copeland,
Todd Terry,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pole,
Glambeats Corp.,
Soft Cell,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rekid,
Los Fastidios,
Althea and Donna,
Oneida,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ludus,
Tommy Roe,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Amon Düül II,
Suburban Knight,
Barrington Levy,
Quadrant,
June of 44,
Ponytail,
Q65,
The Move,
Hasil Adkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Grass Roots,
Heaven 17,
Gichy Dan,
The Cure,
Freddie Wadling,
Sly & The Family Stone,
PIL,
Hot Snakes,
Fluxion,
Parry Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.