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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin 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 The Sound 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Eurythmics,
EPMD,
Lakeside,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Hill,
Deakin,
JFA,
The Gap Band,
Sällskapet,
Rufus Thomas,
Main Source,
Donny Hathaway,
Sonic Youth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
10cc,
Lucky Dragons,
Pet Shop Boys,
Vainqueur,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Trumans Water,
Lindisfarne,
OOIOO,
Eric Copeland,
Tres Demented,
Amon Düül,
La Düsseldorf,
Symarip,
Monks,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amon Düül II,
the Sonics,
Avey Tare,
Roy Ayers,
Spoonie Gee,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thompson Twins,
The Fuzztones,
Talk Talk,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pulsallama,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
Joe Finger,
Livin' Joy,
Television Personalities,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brick,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bob Dylan,
Cameo,
Charles Mingus,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.