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 Iran and from Madrid.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Black Dice to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Massinfluence,
The Young Rascals,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
June Days,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
Derrick May,
Chrome,
Arab on Radar,
Camberwell Now,
Andrew Hill,
The Golliwogs,
Pagans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cowsills,
Ornette Coleman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Real Kids,
Sparks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pierre Henry,
Electric Prunes,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
Goldenarms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ice-T,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
Grey Daturas,
The Barracudas,
Unwound,
Cluster,
Minnie Riperton,
Steve Hackett,
Oblivians,
Agitation Free,
Brick,
Supertramp,
Blossom Toes,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.