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 New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delon & Dalcan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Television,
Sonic Youth,
Sun Ra,
Unrelated Segments,
Scientists,
John Foxx,
Swell Maps,
Babytalk,
Average White Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Magazine,
The Young Rascals,
Blake Baxter,
The Stooges,
The Doors,
Quantec,
The Misunderstood,
F. McDonald,
China Crisis,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sonics,
Minnie Riperton,
Chrome,
Royal Trux,
Youth Brigade,
The Blackbyrds,
Yellowson,
The Invisible,
The Fire Engines,
Electric Prunes,
U.S. Maple,
Mars,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mark Hollis,
Section 25,
Subhumans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lindisfarne,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
Swans,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
Peter & Gordon,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
In Retrospect,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Monks,
Bobby Womack,
Sugar Minott,
Eric Dolphy,
The Barracudas,
Das Ding,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.