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 Israel and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Max Romeo to the rock 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Erasure,
Blossom Toes,
Bill Near,
Khruangbin,
Infiniti,
Television,
Amazonics,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
Rakim,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
Steve Hackett,
Public Image Ltd.,
Organ,
Swell Maps,
The J.B.'s,
Crooked Eye,
Negative Approach,
E-Dancer,
Dennis Brown,
X-Ray Spex,
The Searchers,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Archie Shepp,
June of 44,
Buzzcocks,
Liliput,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ornette Coleman,
The Count Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cheater Slicks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Alarm Clocks,
LL Cool J,
Ultimate Spinach,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
Isaac Hayes,
Arcadia,
Babytalk,
Joyce Sims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agent Orange,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter & Gordon,
Depeche Mode,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.