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 Uganda and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Chrome,
X-101,
Unrelated Segments,
Drexciya,
Smog,
Lightning Bolt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Real Kids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Young Rascals,
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
The Monks,
Sun Ra,
Delta 5,
The Blues Magoos,
JFA,
Symarip,
Urselle,
The Happenings,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fuzztones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy Collins,
Procol Harum,
Joyce Sims,
cv313,
Jerry's Kids,
Man Parrish,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Wells,
Country Joe & The Fish,
KRS-One,
Pierre Henry,
Essential Logic,
Deakin,
Steve Hackett,
The Monochrome Set,
UT,
Deadbeat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Spoonie Gee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Coltrane,
Mandrill,
Liliput,
Wings,
The Velvet Underground,
Scientists,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.