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 Armenia and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Sparks,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kayak,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Con Funk Shun,
China Crisis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Essential Logic,
Joy Division,
Warsaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Ronnie Foster,
Scientists,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
Echospace,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Maleditus Sound,
Nils Olav,
UT,
The Cowsills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Saints,
Little Man,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Invisible,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fat Boys,
Hoover,
The Divine Comedy,
Eve St. Jones,
Brothers Johnson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Black Dice,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Soft Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Chrome,
Reuben Wilson,
Michelle Simonal,
Junior Murvin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Finger,
Lebanon Hanover,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
H. Thieme,
Hot Snakes,
John Cale,
Easy Going,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.