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 Hungary and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Freddie Wadling to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Connie Case,
Minny Pops,
The Misunderstood,
Main Source,
Marmalade,
John Foxx,
Boz Scaggs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radio Birdman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anakelly,
Dual Sessions,
Moss Icon,
Model 500,
Chrome,
The Doors,
Michelle Simonal,
Minor Threat,
The Names,
The Happenings,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Clear Light,
Letta Mbulu,
Yusef Lateef,
Faust,
Youth Brigade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale,
One Last Wish,
Electric Prunes,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
Dark Day,
Slave,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Babytalk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonic Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Tres Demented,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxette,
Don Cherry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Inner City,
Harmonia,
Aural Exciters,
Ludus,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
Susan Cadogan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
UT,
World's Most,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.