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 Halifax.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Fluxion to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Slave,
Absolute Body Control,
kango's stein massive,
Urselle,
The American Breed,
Sixth Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Donald Byrd,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shoche,
Wally Richardson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiohead,
Pole,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Young Rascals,
Audionom,
Monks,
Bill Near,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gap Band,
David McCallum,
Marmalade,
Shuggie Otis,
Ronan,
Dead Boys,
Charles Mingus,
The Blues Magoos,
Hashim,
Juan Atkins,
Joey Negro,
The Fuzztones,
Idris Muhammad,
Judy Mowatt,
the Germs,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
Motorama,
Sugar Minott,
Albert Ayler,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Selecter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young,
Susan Cadogan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Skatalites,
Robert Görl,
Jawbox,
Colin Newman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Qualms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Derrick Morgan,
Brand Nubian,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.