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 Tuvalu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crime to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
Peter and Kerry,
Matthew Halsall,
Henry Cow,
Mo-Dettes,
Moby Grape,
Sound Behaviour,
Freddie Wadling,
X-102,
Deakin,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers,
The Toasters,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Bourne,
a-ha,
Rakim,
Little Man,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
Grey Daturas,
Fluxion,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scientists,
Sarah Menescal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Magma,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
The Cowsills,
Alice Coltrane,
Aural Exciters,
Sandy B,
Stiv Bators,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dave Gahan,
Yellowson,
The Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Toni Rubio,
Man Parrish,
Soft Machine,
ABC,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
Absolute Body Control,
Brothers Johnson,
Siglo XX,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kas Product,
K-Klass,
The Mojo Men,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.