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 Solomon Islands and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Subhumans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liliput,
Brothers Johnson,
Mars,
Ultimate Spinach,
Delta 5,
Nils Olav,
Thee Headcoats,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultravox,
Bang On A Can,
Morten Harket,
Can,
Traffic Nightmare,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Basic Channel,
Danielle Patucci,
Magma,
Anthony Braxton,
Michelle Simonal,
Piero Umiliani,
Cluster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cybotron,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pagans,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vainqueur,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fortunes,
Pole,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cramps,
Swans,
Clear Light,
Eric Dolphy,
Essential Logic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Colin Newman,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Copeland,
Moss Icon,
The Buckinghams,
Suicide,
Albert Ayler,
Derrick May,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Accadde A,
One Last Wish,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.