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 Thailand and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Procol Harum to the jazz 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
Average White Band,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
These Immortal Souls,
New Age Steppers,
Public Enemy,
Zero Boys,
The Zeros,
Scan 7,
Zapp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
X-Ray Spex,
K-Klass,
Outsiders,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Flag,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Sarah Menescal,
The Techniques,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
48th St. Collective,
Crime,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Green,
Quando Quango,
Barbara Tucker,
Tommy Roe,
Aloha Tigers,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
Quadrant,
The Dead C,
The Young Rascals,
The Index,
Bootsy Collins,
Television Personalities,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Gang Starr,
Joy Division,
Sister Nancy,
Donald Byrd,
The Walker Brothers,
Pussy Galore,
LL Cool J,
Sam Rivers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ronan,
Fat Boys,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.