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 Mali and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
Ten City,
These Immortal Souls,
Drexciya,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
R.M.O.,
The Slits,
Boredoms,
Outsiders,
Ultravox,
Nas,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
Sam Rivers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fire Engines,
Niagra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moss Icon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vladislav Delay,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
The Pop Group,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare,
X-101,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Motorama,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Yazoo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Flag,
Gong,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
Average White Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Zapp,
Schoolly D,
Lungfish,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donald Byrd,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Standells,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.