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 Lithuania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the disco 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Erasure,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
The Busters,
Reagan Youth,
Scan 7,
Brothers Johnson,
Zapp,
Dennis Brown,
EPMD,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moebius,
Soulsonic Force,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Traffic Nightmare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Q65,
Erykah Badu,
The Leaves,
Y Pants,
Cal Tjader,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hoover,
Main Source,
Radiohead,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Joensuu 1685,
David Axelrod,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crash Course in Science,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Normal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-Ray Spex,
The Stooges,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skriet,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ludus,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
The Motions,
The Moleskins,
Anthony Braxton,
The Litter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rekid,
Eddi Front,
Saccharine Trust,
Arab on Radar,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.