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 Mali and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ludus to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 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?
Kool Moe Dee,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson,
T. Rex,
The Human League,
The Techniques,
Piero Umiliani,
Aural Exciters,
Amazonics,
Heaven 17,
Tim Buckley,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultravox,
Bluetip,
Nils Olav,
Scan 7,
Fear,
Skriet,
The Blackbyrds,
Flamin' Groovies,
CMW,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maurizio,
Lakeside,
Aloha Tigers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Hood,
Faust,
Eyeless In Gaza,
This Heat,
Minny Pops,
Roxette,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Janne Schatter,
Anthony Braxton,
Parry Music,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Evens,
Hasil Adkins,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Swans,
Cybotron,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mojo Men,
The Five Americans,
The Associates,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Arthur Verocai,
DNA,
Ossler,
Unwound,
Minnie Riperton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.