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 Estonia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Khruangbin 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
JFA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
Stiv Bators,
The Happenings,
Symarip,
Shuggie Otis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Television,
Blancmange,
Jerry's Kids,
Loose Ends,
Yellowson,
Arcadia,
Youth Brigade,
Fad Gadget,
The Moleskins,
Sight & Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Sarah Menescal,
the Sonics,
Inner City,
The United States of America,
Grauzone,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Country Teasers,
The Cure,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun City Girls,
Patti Smith,
cv313,
Chrome,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Kinks,
Ludus,
The Moody Blues,
Babytalk,
Zero Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
Yazoo,
The Wake,
Roxette,
Royal Trux,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Smooth,
Jacques Brel,
Dual Sessions,
The Barracudas,
Lucky Dragons,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.