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 Syria and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wolf Eyes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sound Behaviour,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sister Nancy,
Black Moon,
Smog,
Supertramp,
Brothers Johnson,
Ronnie Foster,
Darondo,
Letta Mbulu,
Dawn Penn,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boz Scaggs,
Quando Quango,
Electric Prunes,
Jacob Miller,
The Velvet Underground,
UT,
Crime,
Ten City,
Frankie Knuckles,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
Buzzcocks,
Youth Brigade,
Marine Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Flag,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eli Mardock,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wire,
Sex Pistols,
Ronan,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
Gang Green,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
Max Romeo,
Judy Mowatt,
the Swans,
Zapp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yellowson,
JFA,
DNA,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
The Modern Lovers,
Sällskapet,
Das Ding,
Mary Jane Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Oblivians,
Alice Coltrane,
Monolake,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.