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 Bahamas and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Donny Hathaway to the punk 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Toni Rubio,
the Human League,
World's Most,
Interpol,
The Count Five,
June of 44,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fuzztones,
The Fire Engines,
Organ,
The Names,
Neil Young,
Negative Approach,
a-ha,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Mojo Men,
Popol Vuh,
Japan,
Charles Mingus,
The Star Department,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lalann,
Ossler,
Oblivians,
The Cowsills,
The Tremeloes,
The Music Machine,
The Standells,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-101,
Mark Hollis,
Scientists,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dead C,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Selecter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon,
Subhumans,
Urselle,
X-102,
Lalo Schifrin,
Godley & Creme,
Boz Scaggs,
Royal Trux,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chrome,
Ultimate Spinach,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Panda Bear,
Delta 5,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.