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 Norway and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 ABBA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Adolescents,
Quando Quango,
Sister Nancy,
David McCallum,
Index,
Absolute Body Control,
Amon Düül,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
Brick,
Brass Construction,
Brothers Johnson,
Technova,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Normal,
Metal Thangz,
Ohio Players,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minor Threat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Tremeloes,
Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Lebanon Hanover,
U.S. Maple,
The Last Poets,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tres Demented,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eddi Front,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Lynne,
Television,
Soft Cell,
Suicide,
Jawbox,
Joyce Sims,
The Electric Prunes,
Hardrive,
The Remains,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Colin Newman,
The Vogues,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Japan,
The Wake,
Mantronix,
The Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Martian,
Junior Murvin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.