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 Azerbaijan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gang Starr to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Charles Mingus,
Arthur Verocai,
Model 500,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Terry Callier,
Lindisfarne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kas Product,
Peter and Kerry,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Schoolly D,
Jandek,
Hasil Adkins,
Steve Hackett,
Cheater Slicks,
Easy Going,
Panda Bear,
Nils Olav,
Lyres,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marvin Gaye,
Rekid,
The Raincoats,
Faraquet,
The Martian,
Clear Light,
Amon Düül,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Main Source,
Pole,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül II,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Loose Ends,
ABC,
The Neon Judgement,
Ituana,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pagans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Mills,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bluetip,
Minnie Riperton,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Electric Prunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cal Tjader,
Von Mondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.