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 Netherlands and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar 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 Make Up to the disco 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Machine,
Delta 5,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ituana,
Khruangbin,
Steve Hackett,
John Cale,
the Swans,
Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Enemy,
Mars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moebius,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sex Pistols,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Pus,
Roxy Music,
Vainqueur,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Television,
Trumans Water,
The Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
the Bar-Kays,
Buzzcocks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Basic Channel,
John Coltrane,
Skriet,
Drexciya,
Gang Gang Dance,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neil Young,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ossler,
Pussy Galore,
Porter Ricks,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Count Five,
Sugar Minott,
Chris Corsano,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pole,
Fela Kuti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Desert Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.