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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Magazine to the rock 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
John Coltrane,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
the Human League,
Cymande,
Interpol,
Pantytec,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ohio Players,
Janne Schatter,
Sound Behaviour,
Leonard Cohen,
Ronnie Foster,
Visage,
Y Pants,
Henry Cow,
Eli Mardock,
The Standells,
Eve St. Jones,
Rosa Yemen,
The Invisible,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Music Machine,
June Days,
Joe Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blossom Toes,
Roxy Music,
Newcleus,
Black Sheep,
Junior Murvin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Urselle,
Kool Moe Dee,
Technova,
The Grass Roots,
The Fugs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Gladiators,
Pantaleimon,
Althea and Donna,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skarface,
Metal Thangz,
the Association,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
U.S. Maple,
Tomorrow,
Ponytail,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mojo Men,
Rakim,
Sällskapet,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.