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 Dominican Republic and from Mumbai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Youth Brigade to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Danielle Patucci,
Animal Collective,
Audionom,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry's Kids,
Unwound,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Qualms,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monks,
Sonic Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma,
The Star Department,
Lakeside,
Ponytail,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Flag,
Aural Exciters,
Piero Umiliani,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Pus,
Jeff Lynne,
Excepter,
U.S. Maple,
The Red Krayola,
Alphaville,
Amazonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
MC5,
Basic Channel,
Tubeway Army,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Music Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Isaac Hayes,
The Five Americans,
Yusef Lateef,
E-Dancer,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dave Clark Five,
Letta Mbulu,
The Birthday Party,
Marshall Jefferson,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
The Wake,
Rakim,
Freddie Wadling,
Visage,
Babytalk,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.