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 Cameroon and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 chamberlin 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 Aural Exciters to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
The Neon Judgement,
The Red Krayola,
The Fuzztones,
These Immortal Souls,
Don Cherry,
Excepter,
Qualms,
Yaz,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Radiohead,
Cameo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ituana,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Motions,
Ice-T,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lungfish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Mojo Men,
Mad Mike,
Black Moon,
Gichy Dan,
World's Most,
Roxy Music,
Funky Four + One,
the Fania All-Stars,
Los Fastidios,
The Selecter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Evens,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masters at Work,
Joe Smooth,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
Donald Byrd,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Das Ding,
Rod Modell,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
Gabor Szabo,
The Offenders,
Japan,
PIL,
Inner City,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fatback Band,
cv313,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nas,
Wings,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.