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 Barbados and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Barry Ungar,
Can,
Eddi Front,
The Pretty Things,
The Monochrome Set,
Harpers Bizarre,
Colin Newman,
Alton Ellis,
Clear Light,
Charles Mingus,
The Doobie Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
The Star Department,
Drexciya,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
Black Pus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cramps,
FM Einheit,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sixth Finger,
Von Mondo,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
Roy Ayers,
Fatback Band,
The Real Kids,
Das Ding,
Roger Hodgson,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Marcia Griffiths,
Infiniti,
The Young Rascals,
Donald Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Toasters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kayak,
Malaria!,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Bourne,
Laurel Aitken,
Altered Images,
Bobby Sherman,
Procol Harum,
PIL,
The Leaves,
Soul II Soul,
John Foxx,
The Gap Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Spandau Ballet,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.