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 Argentina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Letta Mbulu to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
The Music Machine,
The Moleskins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun City Girls,
Outsiders,
New Age Steppers,
Aaron Thompson,
Procol Harum,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minny Pops,
Man Parrish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stetsasonic,
Japan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fluxion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Shadows of Knight,
Negative Approach,
Youth Brigade,
Schoolly D,
Clear Light,
Hashim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Hill,
Lyres,
Tommy Roe,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Warren Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
Underground Resistance,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Mandrill,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonic Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
Erykah Badu,
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.