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 Ghana and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Agitation Free to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
John Coltrane,
Simply Red,
Kool Moe Dee,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ludus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Franke,
Idris Muhammad,
Rites of Spring,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Con Funk Shun,
The Skatalites,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
Eve St. Jones,
Goldenarms,
KRS-One,
Bill Wells,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lakeside,
Iggy Pop,
The Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Black Sheep,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
The Golliwogs,
Agent Orange,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scrapy,
Massinfluence,
Harry Pussy,
Second Layer,
The Gun Club,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Womack,
F. McDonald,
AZ,
Alton Ellis,
Trumans Water,
Joe Finger,
Eli Mardock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roger Hodgson,
The Buckinghams,
The Barracudas,
The Five Americans,
Inner City,
Youth Brigade,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Matthew Halsall,
Saccharine Trust,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.