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 Spain and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Divine Comedy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Idris Muhammad,
The Monochrome Set,
Byron Stingily,
Zero Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Hasil Adkins,
Fluxion,
The Selecter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Slave,
Dark Day,
Stiv Bators,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marvin Gaye,
the Normal,
Sugar Minott,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Icehouse,
Andrew Hill,
Boz Scaggs,
Josef K,
Barrington Levy,
The Dirtbombs,
Hardrive,
Kayak,
Bluetip,
Minutemen,
New Age Steppers,
X-102,
Desert Stars,
Porter Ricks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
Outsiders,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wally Richardson,
New Order,
Beasts of Bourbon,
MC5,
June Days,
Kas Product,
Black Moon,
Don Cherry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Panda Bear,
Crash Course in Science,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.