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 Tuvalu and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Can to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
Supertramp,
London Community Gospel Choir,
L. Decosne,
Underground Resistance,
Cluster,
Amon Düül II,
Connie Case,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Birthday Party,
JFA,
Todd Rundgren,
the Fania All-Stars,
Index,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
T. Rex,
Talk Talk,
The Zeros,
Erasure,
Leonard Cohen,
Darondo,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Terry Callier,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vainqueur,
Theoretical Girls,
Sonic Youth,
Pantytec,
Soulsonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Funky Four + One,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Standells,
the Sonics,
Buzzcocks,
Monolake,
The Leaves,
Robert Görl,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lindisfarne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donny Hathaway,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.