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 Finland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Organ to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gladiators,
Connie Case,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
Hoover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Whodini,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
CMW,
Simply Red,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
Outsiders,
One Last Wish,
Cal Tjader,
Hasil Adkins,
Scrapy,
Bronski Beat,
Nirvana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maurizio,
Pole,
Todd Terry,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Bananas,
Harry Pussy,
Depeche Mode,
JFA,
Moby Grape,
Boredoms,
Barry Ungar,
The Trojans,
The Mummies,
Aural Exciters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vladislav Delay,
Sun City Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Sherman,
the Normal,
The Golliwogs,
Massinfluence,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minny Pops,
Can,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quantec,
Pharoah Sanders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.