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 Luxembourg and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hot Snakes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T. Rex,
Soft Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
cv313,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dead Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Cecil Taylor,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Pretty Things,
Michelle Simonal,
Leonard Cohen,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pole,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flipper,
The Neon Judgement,
Reagan Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Pulsallama,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
Girls At Our Best!,
Skarface,
Aaron Thompson,
Johnny Clarke,
Arthur Verocai,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
KRS-One,
Carl Craig,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
Joe Finger,
The Standells,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wally Richardson,
E-Dancer,
Gang Gang Dance,
Negative Approach,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Count Five,
Marc Almond,
Visage,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fuzztones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.