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 Papua New Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Cure to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fugs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Junior Murvin,
The Smoke,
The Busters,
Visage,
Leonard Cohen,
Yellowson,
The Electric Prunes,
The Litter,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Normal,
Little Man,
Radiohead,
Tom Boy,
Ornette Coleman,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Massinfluence,
Marine Girls,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang of Four,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Enemy,
The Dave Clark Five,
World's Most,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flipper,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
Basic Channel,
Steve Hackett,
Amon Düül II,
Bob Dylan,
the Slits,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crime,
The Durutti Column,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deepchord,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red,
Hoover,
Lou Reed,
Gabor Szabo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.