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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Busters to the jazz 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Fad Gadget,
Massinfluence,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young,
Masters at Work,
Black Bananas,
The Associates,
Unrelated Segments,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
The Motions,
Cybotron,
Wasted Youth,
Simply Red,
Delon & Dalcan,
Matthew Halsall,
Brass Construction,
Yazoo,
Cecil Taylor,
Ronan,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
Cal Tjader,
L. Decosne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonic Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yellowson,
Nils Olav,
a-ha,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Desert Stars,
KRS-One,
Matthew Bourne,
Magazine,
The Dirtbombs,
Ponytail,
ABC,
Minnie Riperton,
X-102,
The Gun Club,
Easy Going,
Scientists,
The Walker Brothers,
Brick,
Tommy Roe,
Hoover,
La Düsseldorf,
Khruangbin,
The Stooges,
James White and The Blacks,
Bob Dylan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.