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 Australia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the grime 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
The Associates,
X-102,
The Smiths,
Bronski Beat,
The Raincoats,
Section 25,
kango's stein massive,
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swell Maps,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Minor Threat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rites of Spring,
Leonard Cohen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scientists,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Outsiders,
Toni Rubio,
Barrington Levy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Average White Band,
Gang of Four,
Funky Four + One,
John Coltrane,
Negative Approach,
Al Stewart,
Eli Mardock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Guru Guru,
Jeff Mills,
FM Einheit,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dead C,
Cluster,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott Heron,
Siglo XX,
Scrapy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Moon,
Zero Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rhythm & Sound,
L. Decosne,
Eric Copeland,
Carl Craig,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Masters at Work,
Audionom,
B.T. Express,
Soul II Soul,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.