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 Congo and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 Rod Modell to the electroclash 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Holt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Wings,
Con Funk Shun,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Leaves,
Swell Maps,
Girls At Our Best!,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fear,
Jandek,
Easy Going,
Alison Limerick,
Man Eating Sloth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vladislav Delay,
New York Dolls,
Ken Boothe,
Kas Product,
Freddie Wadling,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Happenings,
Wally Richardson,
Flash Fearless,
The Gladiators,
David Axelrod,
Todd Terry,
Depeche Mode,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pussy Galore,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Skaos,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eric Copeland,
10cc,
The Black Dice,
Chris & Cosey,
X-102,
Roxy Music,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Saccharine Trust,
Tropical Tobacco,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Flipper,
David McCallum,
Darondo,
Iggy Pop,
Ultra Naté,
Television,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Foxx,
Scion,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül,
Soul II Soul,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fortunes,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.