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 Barbados and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Joe Smooth to the grunge 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
OOIOO,
Skarface,
Gerry Rafferty,
James White and The Blacks,
New Order,
48th St. Collective,
Outsiders,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Red Krayola,
World's Most,
Rites of Spring,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lower 48,
Stiv Bators,
Magma,
Joy Division,
Archie Shepp,
Magazine,
The Durutti Column,
The Happenings,
Technova,
Icehouse,
Au Pairs,
The Stooges,
Banda Bassotti,
The Kinks,
Liliput,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Brand Nubian,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ossler,
The Music Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Zero Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
The Buckinghams,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
B.T. Express,
Cecil Taylor,
Gang of Four,
Joey Negro,
Amon Düül,
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Bobby Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Negative Approach,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Nils Olav,
Mo-Dettes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.