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 Jamaica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Roger Hodgson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Alison Limerick,
Minor Threat,
Amazonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Michelle Simonal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bob Dylan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Normal,
Supertramp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Babytalk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
Main Source,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Stooges,
DJ Sneak,
Crispian St. Peters,
Infiniti,
Eden Ahbez,
Pulsallama,
Ludus,
Von Mondo,
Swell Maps,
Mission of Burma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Freddie Wadling,
Moss Icon,
Q and Not U,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mark Hollis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fire Engines,
Kaleidoscope,
Procol Harum,
Ossler,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Spoonie Gee,
Rakim,
Deepchord,
The Smiths,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.