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 Mozambique and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vainqueur to the jazz 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Pussy Galore,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alphaville,
Deepchord,
Joensuu 1685,
Simply Red,
The Divine Comedy,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Eve St. Jones,
F. McDonald,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Trojans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Model 500,
The Fall,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Finger,
Eddi Front,
Harpers Bizarre,
Goldenarms,
The Cure,
The Human League,
The Slits,
Mars,
Scan 7,
Minny Pops,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gun Club,
Prince Buster,
The Durutti Column,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nick Fraelich,
Todd Rundgren,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Wake,
The Motions,
Zero Boys,
The Pretty Things,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yazoo,
Joe Smooth,
Little Man,
Make Up,
DNA,
La Düsseldorf,
One Last Wish,
Excepter,
D'Angelo,
Crash Course in Science,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.