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 Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris Corsano,
The Flesh Eaters,
Underground Resistance,
The J.B.'s,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
Lakeside,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Das Ding,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
Arab on Radar,
Blake Baxter,
Peter and Kerry,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Wyatt,
Half Japanese,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
Warsaw,
Susan Cadogan,
The Pretty Things,
Aural Exciters,
Y Pants,
CMW,
Ultimate Spinach,
Slick Rick,
Absolute Body Control,
Lower 48,
Gong,
Scrapy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Buzzcocks,
World's Most,
The Litter,
Interpol,
Simply Red,
Kerri Chandler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Neil Young,
Stereo Dub,
Throbbing Gristle,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hardrive,
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fat Boys,
Adolescents,
Tears for Fears,
8 Eyed Spy,
Donny Hathaway,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.