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 Ivory Coast and from London.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suburban Knight to the dance 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Trojans,
Public Enemy,
Siglo XX,
Joey Negro,
Q and Not U,
Nas,
Althea and Donna,
Lou Reed,
DJ Style,
The Pop Group,
AZ,
Bill Wells,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reagan Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Residents,
Television,
Average White Band,
U.S. Maple,
Grandmaster Flash,
Leonard Cohen,
Half Japanese,
The Associates,
Mars,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Seeds,
E-Dancer,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Interpol,
The Techniques,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Warsaw,
Marc Almond,
Rosa Yemen,
Ponytail,
Lucky Dragons,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gabor Szabo,
Malaria!,
H. Thieme,
Talk Talk,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
K-Klass,
R.M.O.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Japan,
Bill Near,
Fluxion,
Pantaleimon,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Grey Daturas,
T. Rex,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Grass Roots,
Sam Rivers,
Whodini,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.