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 Slovakia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron 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 Supertramp to the dance 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Derrick May,
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
Nick Fraelich,
Newcleus,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
Organ,
Drive Like Jehu,
T. Rex,
Eddi Front,
Camberwell Now,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
KRS-One,
Tim Buckley,
Reagan Youth,
Reuben Wilson,
Erasure,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed,
Sexual Harrassment,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
PIL,
The Stooges,
Subhumans,
Hot Snakes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Smooth,
Suicide,
The New Christs,
Simply Red,
The Beau Brummels,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott Heron,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
AZ,
Roxy Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Mad Mike,
Lightning Bolt,
Alphaville,
The Tremeloes,
Quando Quango,
Skriet,
Jeff Mills,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Womack,
ABBA,
Underground Resistance,
Stiv Bators,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.