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 Brazil and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 8 Eyed Spy to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scan 7,
Angry Samoans,
Lightning Bolt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kayak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Absolute Body Control,
ABBA,
Blancmange,
Lakeside,
Minnie Riperton,
The Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
T.S.O.L.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Schoolly D,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rekid,
Harmonia,
These Immortal Souls,
Al Stewart,
Theoretical Girls,
R.M.O.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Techniques,
The Residents,
Matthew Halsall,
John Foxx,
Drive Like Jehu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jandek,
Jawbox,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brand Nubian,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronnie Foster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spoonie Gee,
a-ha,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
B.T. Express,
DJ Sneak,
Zero Boys,
The Seeds,
Nirvana,
Eden Ahbez,
Harpers Bizarre,
Robert Görl,
Panda Bear,
Hashim,
Skaos,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.