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 Bhutan and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar 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 Schoolly D to the grunge 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Pagans,
Essential Logic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David Axelrod,
June Days,
Sun City Girls,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Index,
Lower 48,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Alarm Clocks,
Television,
DNA,
Eric Dolphy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gabor Szabo,
the Association,
Soft Machine,
Boredoms,
The Litter,
The Busters,
Subhumans,
Technova,
John Foxx,
Donny Hathaway,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Moody Blues,
Amazonics,
Pantaleimon,
The Durutti Column,
Kerri Chandler,
Hashim,
Arthur Verocai,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alphaville,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
Brothers Johnson,
Drexciya,
Amon Düül II,
The Cramps,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Janne Schatter,
Khruangbin,
Nico,
EPMD,
Pylon,
The Martian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Velvet Underground,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Porter Ricks,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.