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 Togo and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sarah Menescal to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Wally Richardson,
Delta 5,
The Real Kids,
Brick,
MDC,
Howard Jones,
World's Most,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fire Engines,
Black Sheep,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare,
Groovy Waters,
Wings,
Tim Buckley,
Moby Grape,
Main Source,
The Cramps,
The Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gun Club,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donald Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fuzztones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Happenings,
New York Dolls,
Audionom,
Marine Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
A Certain Ratio,
Easy Going,
Blake Baxter,
Basic Channel,
Man Eating Sloth,
The New Christs,
Malaria!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blossom Toes,
Gang of Four,
kango's stein massive,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bluetip,
Rapeman,
Duran Duran,
Cameo,
Althea and Donna,
Girls At Our Best!,
Skaos,
Pere Ubu,
DJ Style,
Bill Wells,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.