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 Indonesia and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 Chris & Cosey to the dance 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Eddi Front,
Pere Ubu,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
Terry Callier,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aswad,
The Buckinghams,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Organ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eli Mardock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
The Monks,
The Techniques,
E-Dancer,
The Smoke,
Reagan Youth,
The Fall,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Television,
Arab on Radar,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funky Four + One,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun Ra,
Archie Shepp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lightning Bolt,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jeff Lynne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scan 7,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Essential Logic,
Mad Mike,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brand Nubian,
Sällskapet,
Khruangbin,
Glambeats Corp.,
FM Einheit,
Oneida,
Camouflage,
Sight & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Country Teasers,
Tres Demented,
Skriet,
Monks,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.