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 Estonia and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Tres Demented to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
The Evens,
Sight & Sound,
The Smiths,
The Black Dice,
Massinfluence,
Steve Hackett,
Organ,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed,
Absolute Body Control,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The J.B.'s,
Royal Trux,
These Immortal Souls,
Brick,
Harmonia,
Radiohead,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Quadrant,
Symarip,
Ronan,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skriet,
Slave,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
The Zeros,
Hoover,
E-Dancer,
L. Decosne,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Spandau Ballet,
Todd Rundgren,
The Stooges,
Shoche,
Hashim,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
Simply Red,
Young Marble Giants,
Niagra,
Archie Shepp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pole,
The Leaves,
Livin' Joy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mars,
Dennis Brown,
June Days,
Bootsy Collins,
The Tremeloes,
The Skatalites,
Tubeway Army,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.