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 Paraguay and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 Dawn Penn to the funk 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord 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 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?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Blues Magoos,
Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
The Mummies,
Pulsallama,
Moss Icon,
The Blackbyrds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kas Product,
Essential Logic,
James White and The Blacks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Halsall,
Accadde A,
David Axelrod,
Moby Grape,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jandek,
Make Up,
Ludus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Patti Smith,
Grauzone,
Quando Quango,
H. Thieme,
Kurtis Blow,
Mr. Review,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suburban Knight,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Delta 5,
Dorothy Ashby,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gun Club,
Heaven 17,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Spoonie Gee,
Zapp,
Unrelated Segments,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eurythmics,
Spandau Ballet,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brothers Johnson,
Altered Images,
ABBA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Little Man,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blossom Toes,
Harmonia,
Symarip,
Dual Sessions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.