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 Portugal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Minnie Riperton to the punk 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '80s.
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 Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Laurel Aitken,
Monolake,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moss Icon,
Cheater Slicks,
Ituana,
Bluetip,
Procol Harum,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doobie Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Technova,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Rundgren,
Jandek,
Stiv Bators,
Marmalade,
Sugar Minott,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dead C,
Pierre Henry,
Davy DMX,
Crime,
Soul Sonic Force,
Suburban Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Don Cherry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Young Marble Giants,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Human League,
Whodini,
L. Decosne,
Piero Umiliani,
Half Japanese,
ABBA,
Lalann,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeff Mills,
Babytalk,
cv313,
Scan 7,
Buzzcocks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Cal Tjader,
Fugazi,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.