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 Sierra Leone and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 The Blackbyrds to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kayak,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ituana,
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
The Busters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Inner City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flipper,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Lynne,
Kaleidoscope,
Hasil Adkins,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle,
Ronan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ossler,
Goldenarms,
Faust,
The Cowsills,
Audionom,
Althea and Donna,
The Offenders,
Theoretical Girls,
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
Swans,
The Dirtbombs,
Aswad,
Crime,
Cybotron,
The Standells,
Gong,
Zero Boys,
Lungfish,
Swell Maps,
The Remains,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
Roxette,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
The Buckinghams,
Gang Green,
Alice Coltrane,
Pylon,
Magazine,
Stetsasonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott Heron,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.