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 China and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 James White and The Blacks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Faust,
Sam Rivers,
Arcadia,
Neu!,
Organ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mandrill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Basic Channel,
James White and The Blacks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Little Man,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun City Girls,
Joy Division,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Ultravox,
Wire,
The Zeros,
Dark Day,
Peter & Gordon,
Depeche Mode,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
The Associates,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Litter,
The Remains,
Lou Reed,
Matthew Bourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amon Düül,
Radiohead,
The Trojans,
The Standells,
CMW,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
OOIOO,
Slick Rick,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ponytail,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nils Olav,
The Five Americans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.