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 Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Cowsills to the grime 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dead Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Teasers,
The Mummies,
Monolake,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Underground Resistance,
The Motions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Parry Music,
Maurizio,
Rekid,
Gang of Four,
Letta Mbulu,
Pole,
X-101,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New Age Steppers,
The Happenings,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
The Modern Lovers,
Scan 7,
Television,
Deepchord,
Cameo,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
a-ha,
Minnie Riperton,
Bronski Beat,
The Flesh Eaters,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pop Group,
The Slackers,
Scientists,
Rufus Thomas,
L. Decosne,
Tres Demented,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Buzzcocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Magazine,
Moby Grape,
Siglo XX,
Excepter,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Harmonia,
Von Mondo,
Fatback Band,
Wally Richardson,
Oneida,
Peter & Gordon,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.