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 Finland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Man Parrish to the rap 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Christie,
Ornette Coleman,
Urselle,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kaleidoscope,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Oblivians,
Warren Ellis,
Clear Light,
Pagans,
Fugazi,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
Deakin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jawbox,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Velvet Underground,
June Days,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker,
Bauhaus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fear,
Isaac Hayes,
Monolake,
Sam Rivers,
Crooked Eye,
Guru Guru,
Arcadia,
Marine Girls,
Qualms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gories,
Gabor Szabo,
The Litter,
Inner City,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Faust,
Funkadelic,
Ice-T,
Make Up,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.