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-Bissau and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ronnie Foster to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Suburban Knight,
Max Romeo,
Make Up,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
Dawn Penn,
Essential Logic,
The Moleskins,
The Dead C,
Wasted Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Country Teasers,
D'Angelo,
Chris & Cosey,
Boz Scaggs,
Barry Ungar,
Carl Craig,
Eric Copeland,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tres Demented,
Tomorrow,
CMW,
Faraquet,
T. Rex,
David McCallum,
Clear Light,
Audionom,
Howard Jones,
Alison Limerick,
Maleditus Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scientists,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minor Threat,
World's Most,
Anakelly,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
Grey Daturas,
Adolescents,
The Grass Roots,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Sound Behaviour,
Alton Ellis,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
Moby Grape,
Jeff Lynne,
H. Thieme,
Infiniti,
Ronnie Foster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental 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.