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 Fiji and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Jandek,
Lindisfarne,
The Motions,
Tears for Fears,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
London Community Gospel Choir,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unwound,
Man Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
The Index,
Janne Schatter,
Infiniti,
Aloha Tigers,
X-102,
The Detroit Cobras,
DJ Style,
Trumans Water,
The Cowsills,
Chris Corsano,
Parry Music,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
The Last Poets,
Bootsy Collins,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warren Ellis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
A Certain Ratio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
Pole,
Mission of Burma,
John Holt,
Jeff Lynne,
Thee Headcoats,
The Neon Judgement,
Donny Hathaway,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faust,
Eden Ahbez,
Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Albert Ayler,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Dolphy,
KRS-One,
The Move,
Television,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.