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 Iraq and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Hoover to the techno 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wally Richardson,
The Cramps,
Derrick Morgan,
Rufus Thomas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dave Gahan,
Television,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
Scientists,
Thee Headcoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minny Pops,
Morten Harket,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Agent Orange,
Clear Light,
Idris Muhammad,
Janne Schatter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon,
Hardrive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Blossom Toes,
Donald Byrd,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Flag,
The Offenders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sex Pistols,
Faust,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marine Girls,
The American Breed,
Minnie Riperton,
Yusef Lateef,
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fire Engines,
The Count Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bush Tetras,
the Human League,
Schoolly D,
Piero Umiliani,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Warren Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rekid,
Dennis Brown,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.