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 Botswana and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eden Ahbez to the grime 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Dawn Penn,
The Sonics,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Neil Young,
Dave Gahan,
Rapeman,
Susan Cadogan,
Gabor Szabo,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Womack,
This Heat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jawbox,
La Düsseldorf,
Dead Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Procol Harum,
Janne Schatter,
The Move,
X-Ray Spex,
Isaac Hayes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tom Boy,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bob Dylan,
Gang Starr,
8 Eyed Spy,
cv313,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reuben Wilson,
Trumans Water,
The Last Poets,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-101,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lungfish,
Fluxion,
Joyce Sims,
The Vogues,
Simply Red,
Alphaville,
E-Dancer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang of Four,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bill Wells,
Stereo Dub,
Groovy Waters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.