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 Argentina and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the grunge 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Ultra Naté,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hashim,
Colin Newman,
Skriet,
Junior Murvin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pantaleimon,
The Motions,
Babytalk,
The Mummies,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spoonie Gee,
Lyres,
ABC,
Arcadia,
Joe Finger,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Urselle,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monochrome Set,
Harry Pussy,
The Offenders,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Oblivians,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dawn Penn,
David Bowie,
Darondo,
Ken Boothe,
Pantytec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Young Marble Giants,
Tim Buckley,
Sparks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Anakelly,
Pylon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.