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 Guyana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba 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 Move to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Negative Approach,
Wire,
June Days,
John Cale,
Funkadelic,
This Heat,
Stetsasonic,
Marvin Gaye,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
Anakelly,
Television Personalities,
Accadde A,
Ohio Players,
Los Fastidios,
Pantytec,
Henry Cow,
Nils Olav,
Lakeside,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young,
Bobby Byrd,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Neon Judgement,
Carl Craig,
Pylon,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
Dark Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Goldenarms,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sugar Minott,
The Selecter,
MDC,
D'Angelo,
Cal Tjader,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moody Blues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Hood,
Albert Ayler,
Loose Ends,
Ossler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Animal Collective,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Grauzone,
Fad Gadget,
cv313,
Quantec,
the Germs,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.