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 Guinea and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Derrick Morgan to the rock 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Aswad,
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The United States of America,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Bourne,
Heaven 17,
Echospace,
Jacob Miller,
Dorothy Ashby,
AZ,
Simply Red,
Joensuu 1685,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Infiniti,
Bluetip,
The Monochrome Set,
Model 500,
Rekid,
Angry Samoans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gichy Dan,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Sun Ra,
The Fuzztones,
Spandau Ballet,
Mo-Dettes,
The Wake,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Style,
Swans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
Spoonie Gee,
JFA,
Intrusion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
Minny Pops,
David Axelrod,
The Mojo Men,
F. McDonald,
T.S.O.L.,
Ten City,
The Invisible,
Blossom Toes,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
Vainqueur,
Moby Grape,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.