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 Jamaica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Doobie Brothers to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Animal Collective,
The Neon Judgement,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
Excepter,
Hoover,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alison Limerick,
Black Bananas,
Chrome,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scratch Acid,
Soft Cell,
Whodini,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Swans,
Pylon,
Sixth Finger,
Robert Görl,
a-ha,
The Busters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Beau Brummels,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jandek,
Brass Construction,
Quadrant,
Letta Mbulu,
Basic Channel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sandy B,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fuzztones,
These Immortal Souls,
Nas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick May,
Pulsallama,
Arthur Verocai,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Byron Stingily,
Mark Hollis,
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
The Saints,
MC5,
Sugar Minott,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Howard Jones,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pantytec,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Copeland,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.