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 Ukraine and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Franke to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Names. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Lindisfarne,
Crime,
Vladislav Delay,
ABBA,
Sex Pistols,
Wire,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dennis Brown,
The Modern Lovers,
Laurel Aitken,
the Normal,
Trumans Water,
Tom Boy,
Popol Vuh,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donny Hathaway,
Barrington Levy,
Kerri Chandler,
X-101,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Byron Stingily,
Sound Behaviour,
Charles Mingus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ossler,
The Smoke,
Joensuu 1685,
Agent Orange,
Stiv Bators,
Mr. Review,
Soul II Soul,
Minutemen,
The Wake,
Sandy B,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Half Japanese,
Essential Logic,
Aloha Tigers,
Arthur Verocai,
DJ Style,
Faraquet,
The Red Krayola,
Masters at Work,
Zapp,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Talk Talk,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Lynne,
Gabor Szabo,
Inner City,
June Days,
Bootsy Collins,
The Kinks,
Banda Bassotti,
Derrick May,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.