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 Guyana and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radio Birdman to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Todd Rundgren,
Duran Duran,
The Misunderstood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joensuu 1685,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cramps,
The Mummies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
ABC,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
Amon Düül,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Zero Boys,
The Remains,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
Make Up,
Skaos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
E-Dancer,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Leonard Cohen,
Crash Course in Science,
The Stooges,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
Thee Headcoats,
Cymande,
Rotary Connection,
Easy Going,
Ultra Naté,
Crispian St. Peters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
One Last Wish,
Shuggie Otis,
Desert Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DNA,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Yazoo,
Sixth Finger,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pussy Galore,
Camouflage,
Average White Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.