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 Israel and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar 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 Eden Ahbez to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Young Marble Giants,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young,
Harmonia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Spoonie Gee,
The Pretty Things,
Das Ding,
Stockholm Monsters,
Outsiders,
Scrapy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
UT,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
The Invisible,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
Albert Ayler,
Drexciya,
Howard Jones,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cluster,
Roxette,
ABC,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lyres,
Dawn Penn,
Freddie Wadling,
David Axelrod,
Alison Limerick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fugazi,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ronan,
Pantaleimon,
The Evens,
Susan Cadogan,
Crash Course in Science,
The Neon Judgement,
Derrick May,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hasil Adkins,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Hood,
Excepter,
Mr. Review,
the Sonics,
Moebius,
Charles Mingus,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
John Holt,
The Star Department,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.