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 Latvia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Average White Band to the dance 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Sister Nancy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
Dark Day,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Bourne,
Radio Birdman,
Judy Mowatt,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aswad,
Ronan,
Agitation Free,
ABC,
Archie Shepp,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Newcleus,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Terry Callier,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Misunderstood,
Marcia Griffiths,
Connie Case,
The Residents,
Clear Light,
The Standells,
Bootsy Collins,
John Holt,
Lou Christie,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Vogues,
David Bowie,
Wire,
Boz Scaggs,
Boogie Down Productions,
Freddie Wadling,
Model 500,
John Foxx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ossler,
The Last Poets,
Rekid,
Michelle Simonal,
AZ,
Flamin' Groovies,
Maleditus Sound,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
Darondo,
Funky Four + One,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.