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 Burkina and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the punk 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Fela Kuti,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Blues Magoos,
Minnie Riperton,
Suburban Knight,
Joyce Sims,
The Smoke,
MC5,
The Moody Blues,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spoonie Gee,
K-Klass,
Tim Buckley,
Simply Red,
Mark Hollis,
Mars,
Piero Umiliani,
Mandrill,
L. Decosne,
Grey Daturas,
Gong,
10cc,
Donny Hathaway,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed,
Animal Collective,
Nico,
The Litter,
Reuben Wilson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Skatalites,
Pantytec,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Barclay James Harvest,
Can,
Severed Heads,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Tremeloes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
The New Christs,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül II,
Average White Band,
Isaac Hayes,
David Bowie,
Marvin Gaye,
Roxy Music,
Soulsonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
Kayak,
48th St. Collective,
Kas Product,
Marc Almond,
Sarah Menescal,
Glenn Branca,
Television,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.