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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the marimba 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 Unwound to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Anthony Braxton,
Crash Course in Science,
Arthur Verocai,
Au Pairs,
Nirvana,
Basic Channel,
Tom Boy,
Skriet,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pierre Henry,
Roxette,
Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tim Buckley,
Negative Approach,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kevin Saunderson,
X-Ray Spex,
Zero Boys,
X-101,
The Neon Judgement,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cal Tjader,
Hoover,
Schoolly D,
Surgeon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Brothers Johnson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
H. Thieme,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
Rufus Thomas,
Masters at Work,
Q and Not U,
Wings,
Excepter,
Pylon,
Pagans,
Depeche Mode,
Johnny Osbourne,
A Certain Ratio,
Arab on Radar,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Livin' Joy,
UT,
the Association,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
John Holt,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brand Nubian,
Panda Bear,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Moleskins,
Das Ding,
Skarface,
the Swans,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.