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 Grenada and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the funk 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Joe Smooth,
Magazine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Quando Quango,
Television Personalities,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deakin,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Intrusion,
Joe Finger,
Ice-T,
The Vogues,
Pussy Galore,
The Names,
Aloha Tigers,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
Ralphi Rosario,
Traffic Nightmare,
Easy Going,
Simply Red,
Dorothy Ashby,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kenny Larkin,
Moebius,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lungfish,
The Toasters,
Rotary Connection,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang Green,
Jawbox,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oneida,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Sonics,
The Five Americans,
The Monks,
MDC,
June of 44,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Japan,
The Trojans,
Sister Nancy,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.