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 Guatemala and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 Lalann to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skaos,
Organ,
Japan,
X-101,
June Days,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Section 25,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bluetip,
Moby Grape,
Blancmange,
Livin' Joy,
Surgeon,
Masters at Work,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Doors,
Robert Görl,
The Neon Judgement,
Mad Mike,
The Slackers,
Ponytail,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Henry Cow,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Skriet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roger Hodgson,
Altered Images,
Colin Newman,
Minny Pops,
Rufus Thomas,
Pantytec,
Lightning Bolt,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bush Tetras,
Pantaleimon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joe Finger,
Glenn Branca,
Royal Trux,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Blues Magoos,
Sällskapet,
Wings,
Thee Headcoats,
Fear,
Steve Hackett,
Groovy Waters,
Marine Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
Gichy Dan,
Wally Richardson,
Television,
kango's stein massive,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.