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 Sudan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Sly & The Family Stone 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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Toni Rubio,
Kayak,
Lebanon Hanover,
OOIOO,
Pantaleimon,
Black Moon,
The Neon Judgement,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Panda Bear,
The Remains,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ten City,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roy Ayers,
Jacques Brel,
La Düsseldorf,
Marvin Gaye,
Albert Ayler,
Moebius,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Motions,
Royal Trux,
Pagans,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
Boz Scaggs,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultravox,
Patti Smith,
Ronan,
The Index,
Icehouse,
The Toasters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
The Angels of Light,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris Corsano,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Symarip,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mandrill,
Oblivians,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Cowsills,
Reagan Youth,
The Searchers,
The Offenders,
Judy Mowatt,
Blossom Toes,
Porter Ricks,
Thee Headcoats,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faraquet,
Warsaw,
8 Eyed Spy,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.