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 Djibouti and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rotary Connection to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Letta Mbulu,
The Saints,
X-101,
Lucky Dragons,
Kaleidoscope,
Dead Boys,
Moby Grape,
Flipper,
R.M.O.,
Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Metal Thangz,
Jacques Brel,
Bill Near,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yaz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pantaleimon,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Starr,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Green,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Royal Trux,
Soft Machine,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deadbeat,
Massinfluence,
The J.B.'s,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Walker Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
Marc Almond,
Eric B and Rakim,
F. McDonald,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vladislav Delay,
Leonard Cohen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arab on Radar,
Trumans Water,
Joe Smooth,
Gang of Four,
Negative Approach,
UT,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
The Toasters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
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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.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.