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 St Lucia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Eden Ahbez to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barrington Levy,
Joyce Sims,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marvin Gaye,
Whodini,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ossler,
The Fall,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pop Group,
Negative Approach,
Royal Trux,
Lalann,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mighty Diamonds,
ABBA,
Scrapy,
Connie Case,
Jandek,
Dave Gahan,
Donald Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Motions,
the Association,
Joe Finger,
Cal Tjader,
Scott Walker,
The Misunderstood,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Starr,
Cheater Slicks,
Technova,
the Germs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Loose Ends,
Charles Mingus,
Juan Atkins,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Tremeloes,
Bobby Byrd,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Darondo,
The Smiths,
Carl Craig,
Ultravox,
Nick Fraelich,
Quando Quango,
Crime,
Skarface,
Minor Threat,
Television Personalities,
The Electric Prunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Chrome,
Gang of Four,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.