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 Nigeria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Morten Harket to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Kurtis Blow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Nils Olav,
Todd Terry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Janne Schatter,
Skarface,
Suicide,
Faust,
Crooked Eye,
The Sonics,
John Cale,
The Moody Blues,
Skriet,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Velvet Underground,
Robert Görl,
The Star Department,
Jacob Miller,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
New York Dolls,
Oneida,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
Roxy Music,
Vladislav Delay,
Suburban Knight,
Ken Boothe,
The Count Five,
Mars,
Con Funk Shun,
Harpers Bizarre,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Banda Bassotti,
Scratch Acid,
Electric Prunes,
Popol Vuh,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
Crime,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pantaleimon,
Little Man,
Isaac Hayes,
Dark Day,
Boz Scaggs,
Alice Coltrane,
Grey Daturas,
Arcadia,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bill Near,
Bobby Sherman,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Finger,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Main Source,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.