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 Pakistan and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lower 48 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Bluetip,
Traffic Nightmare,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yellowson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Invisible,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Agitation Free,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Pop Group,
The Blues Magoos,
Lyres,
The Velvet Underground,
the Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Misunderstood,
the Sonics,
Yusef Lateef,
DNA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moby Grape,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Clear Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Alton Ellis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
Babytalk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mo-Dettes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cymande,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Teasers,
Silicon Teens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
The Five Americans,
Q and Not U,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ken Boothe,
The Divine Comedy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.