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 Madagascar and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Young Rascals to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Yusef Lateef,
Porter Ricks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reuben Wilson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker,
The Index,
Nils Olav,
Cluster,
Dual Sessions,
Brand Nubian,
The Mummies,
Yazoo,
Faust,
Henry Cow,
The Divine Comedy,
Suburban Knight,
Accadde A,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Marine Girls,
Fluxion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terrestrial Tones,
Heaven 17,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jawbox,
Man Eating Sloth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Hood,
Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Buckinghams,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soulsonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Y Pants,
Nico,
The Vogues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul II Soul,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joe Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
The Human League,
Derrick May,
The Moleskins,
Alice Coltrane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Franke,
Qualms,
The Doors,
The Golliwogs,
The Cure,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.