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 Maldives and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
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 güiro 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 Jacob Miller to the punk 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Television,
the Association,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
Excepter,
Jeff Lynne,
Morten Harket,
Marmalade,
Cymande,
The Litter,
Shoche,
The Durutti Column,
Donald Byrd,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
Henry Cow,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Animal Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Monks,
The Vogues,
Peter & Gordon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Cale,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kerri Chandler,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
Darondo,
Warren Ellis,
Bill Wells,
Terry Callier,
Parry Music,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Mills,
The Real Kids,
Grey Daturas,
Hashim,
Audionom,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Depeche Mode,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Normal,
Soulsonic Force,
Sam Rivers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
MDC,
Steve Hackett,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.