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 Philippines and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
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 synthesizer 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Minny Pops,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nils Olav,
Stetsasonic,
Easy Going,
Amazonics,
Iggy Pop,
Todd Rundgren,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
Aaron Thompson,
Drexciya,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Bill Wells,
Negative Approach,
Barbara Tucker,
Bobby Womack,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hoover,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
Pere Ubu,
The Buckinghams,
Kenny Larkin,
D'Angelo,
Tommy Roe,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ice-T,
The Blues Magoos,
Spoonie Gee,
Carl Craig,
Mantronix,
Rufus Thomas,
The Music Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Con Funk Shun,
Pet Shop Boys,
JFA,
Blossom Toes,
Altered Images,
Roxette,
Althea and Donna,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crash Course in Science,
Camouflage,
cv313,
The Evens,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Vainqueur,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.