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 Guatemala and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wings to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alphaville,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Byron Stingily,
Hardrive,
Pole,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brick,
The Offenders,
Aswad,
Lou Christie,
PIL,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Associates,
Patti Smith,
The Index,
Reagan Youth,
EPMD,
MC5,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Sneak,
Stereo Dub,
Black Pus,
Lou Reed,
Shuggie Otis,
Brand Nubian,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
The Kinks,
The Moleskins,
Fad Gadget,
The Blues Magoos,
Derrick May,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
Unrelated Segments,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Searchers,
Das Ding,
The Fall,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sparks,
Chrome,
Supertramp,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Animal Collective,
the Sonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Khruangbin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Colin Newman,
New Age Steppers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.