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 Uruguay and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Tom Boy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Altered Images,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mantronix,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Don Cherry,
The Barracudas,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dead Boys,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultravox,
Sex Pistols,
Drive Like Jehu,
Schoolly D,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flash Fearless,
T. Rex,
Lower 48,
Bill Near,
Agitation Free,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
Charles Mingus,
Joyce Sims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reagan Youth,
Oblivians,
Max Romeo,
The Durutti Column,
These Immortal Souls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scott Walker,
Goldenarms,
Lungfish,
the Association,
Oneida,
Swans,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marine Girls,
In Retrospect,
Mr. Review,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
Ossler,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
Crispy Ambulance,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pylon,
Joe Smooth,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Searchers,
The Kinks,
Zero Boys,
Skaos,
The Blues Magoos,
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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.