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 Uruguay and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Youth Brigade to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Reuben Wilson,
Roger Hodgson,
Gong,
Amazonics,
Flipper,
David Axelrod,
Deakin,
Rod Modell,
Soul II Soul,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Zero Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiohead,
Toni Rubio,
Ronan,
The Monks,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Bluetip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Last Poets,
Gabor Szabo,
Mission of Burma,
Hardrive,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
One Last Wish,
Mandrill,
Lou Christie,
Half Japanese,
Anakelly,
Peter & Gordon,
Drexciya,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Magazine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jeff Mills,
Camberwell Now,
Funkadelic,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
X-102,
Eddi Front,
Mantronix,
Kurtis Blow,
F. McDonald,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Schoolly D,
X-101,
The Cowsills,
Banda Bassotti,
The Five Americans,
Fad Gadget,
The Electric Prunes,
The Knickerbockers,
the Association,
Nirvana,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.