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 Malaysia and from London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 Lyres to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Traffic Nightmare,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pop Group,
The Wake,
Isaac Hayes,
The Star Department,
Electric Prunes,
ABC,
Alice Coltrane,
Rites of Spring,
Inner City,
David Bowie,
David Axelrod,
48th St. Collective,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lakeside,
The Human League,
Brick,
Loose Ends,
New Age Steppers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cymande,
Massinfluence,
Sound Behaviour,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bronski Beat,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
Subhumans,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Siglo XX,
Mad Mike,
John Foxx,
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
Eddi Front,
Parry Music,
Tubeway Army,
Freddie Wadling,
Amazonics,
The Fall,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arthur Verocai,
John Holt,
The Five Americans,
Dennis Brown,
Roy Ayers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Order,
Stiv Bators,
Sugar Minott,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Niagra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Basic Channel,
Al Stewart,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.