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 Liechtenstein and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Sun Ra to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Leonard Cohen,
Zero Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Cymande,
David Bowie,
Roy Ayers,
Basic Channel,
Todd Terry,
The Moody Blues,
MC5,
Ronnie Foster,
Pulsallama,
Albert Ayler,
The Cure,
The Associates,
Animal Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wally Richardson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Vladislav Delay,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Underground Resistance,
Minnie Riperton,
Franke,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Altered Images,
Barry Ungar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cal Tjader,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joy Division,
X-101,
Charles Mingus,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Severed Heads,
Crash Course in Science,
New Age Steppers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Icehouse,
The Golliwogs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Parry Music,
OOIOO,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Supertramp,
ABBA,
Angry Samoans,
The Mojo Men,
The Birthday Party,
The Zeros,
Ornette Coleman,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Christie,
Sister Nancy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reagan Youth,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.