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 Djibouti and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chrome to the crunk 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Pantaleimon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Raincoats,
Nils Olav,
The Associates,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Livin' Joy,
Lyres,
Rosa Yemen,
Fat Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Toni Rubio,
Lower 48,
Laurel Aitken,
The Misunderstood,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Schoolly D,
Khruangbin,
Throbbing Gristle,
cv313,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thompson Twins,
Sparks,
Clear Light,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Reagan Youth,
Sun City Girls,
New York Dolls,
Jacques Brel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Organ,
Urselle,
Ten City,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Five Americans,
the Sonics,
Minnie Riperton,
T.S.O.L.,
Lungfish,
Deakin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Hood,
Vladislav Delay,
Roy Ayers,
Marmalade,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Human League,
Cameo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bad Manners,
Visage,
Roxy Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.