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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Funky Four + One to the techno 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Joe Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Patti Smith,
Aswad,
Tomorrow,
La Düsseldorf,
Organ,
CMW,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Interpol,
David Axelrod,
Graham Central Station,
Al Stewart,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joensuu 1685,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siglo XX,
Moby Grape,
The Monks,
The Wake,
Connie Case,
The Barracudas,
the Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
John Holt,
Max Romeo,
Livin' Joy,
Wally Richardson,
Procol Harum,
The Sonics,
Crooked Eye,
Altered Images,
Deepchord,
Junior Murvin,
The Mojo Men,
Cameo,
Lyres,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visage,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter and Kerry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Colin Newman,
Archie Shepp,
OOIOO,
The Modern Lovers,
Flash Fearless,
The Durutti Column,
The Leaves,
Japan,
Yazoo,
Minor Threat,
Tom Boy,
ABBA,
Arab on Radar,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.