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 Ukraine and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rapeman to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Monolake,
OOIOO,
Eve St. Jones,
Scrapy,
Nick Fraelich,
L. Decosne,
EPMD,
David Axelrod,
Mr. Review,
Black Flag,
Kas Product,
Metal Thangz,
The Moleskins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nation of Ulysses,
Max Romeo,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dead C,
FM Einheit,
Scientists,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arcadia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tres Demented,
Marmalade,
Quando Quango,
JFA,
Todd Rundgren,
Severed Heads,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
Grey Daturas,
Bluetip,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jawbox,
Animal Collective,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
CMW,
Reuben Wilson,
Junior Murvin,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joy Division,
A Certain Ratio,
Pierre Henry,
The Martian,
Lou Reed,
The Count Five,
Neu!,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Halsall,
Blossom Toes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MC5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.