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 Finland and from London.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nick Fraelich to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Khruangbin,
Outsiders,
Johnny Osbourne,
Symarip,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül,
DJ Sneak,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
June of 44,
a-ha,
Todd Terry,
Dave Gahan,
10cc,
Max Romeo,
Oneida,
Gastr Del Sol,
DJ Style,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MDC,
Joensuu 1685,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
Procol Harum,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Kenny Larkin,
Sugar Minott,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Bar-Kays,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Neu!,
New Order,
Yazoo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marvin Gaye,
Y Pants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Smog,
The Associates,
EPMD,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Fluxion,
Urselle,
New Age Steppers,
cv313,
U.S. Maple,
Icehouse,
Little Man,
The Star Department,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.