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 Slovenia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
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 arpeggiator 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 Michelle Simonal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Patti Smith,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Standells,
Boogie Down Productions,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Section 25,
Rosa Yemen,
The Zeros,
Sister Nancy,
Leonard Cohen,
Alton Ellis,
Q and Not U,
June Days,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jerry's Kids,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Shuggie Otis,
The Index,
Unwound,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
The United States of America,
Masters at Work,
Eurythmics,
the Germs,
Minor Threat,
The Fuzztones,
Alice Coltrane,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Martian,
Television,
Interpol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
PIL,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Davy DMX,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Tubeway Army,
One Last Wish,
Blake Baxter,
Michelle Simonal,
Amazonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Motorama,
Pet Shop Boys,
Todd Terry,
The Blues Magoos,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Near,
Derrick Morgan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.