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 Mexico and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Residents 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deepchord,
Royal Trux,
Scan 7,
Shuggie Otis,
Fluxion,
Yellowson,
Yazoo,
John Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
The Music Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Drexciya,
Bronski Beat,
Arcadia,
Swell Maps,
Quantec,
Nation of Ulysses,
June of 44,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Barbara Tucker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims,
Pole,
The Trojans,
MDC,
KRS-One,
Amon Düül,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vainqueur,
Lakeside,
Blake Baxter,
June Days,
The Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
T. Rex,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Green,
Ultra Naté,
Y Pants,
Morten Harket,
Mars,
Cymande,
Derrick Morgan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alton Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ice-T,
Subhumans,
Duran Duran,
kango's stein massive,
Barry Ungar,
Wally Richardson,
The Toasters,
The Angels of Light,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Evens,
Monks,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.