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 Korea North and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Franke to the grunge 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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
T.S.O.L.,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
Colin Newman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Procol Harum,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boredoms,
Fatback Band,
Marvin Gaye,
The Stooges,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
Jeru the Damaja,
Clear Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Sun City Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Sandy B,
Thompson Twins,
Alphaville,
Ossler,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aswad,
Newcleus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Donald Byrd,
Mars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yaz,
Blancmange,
the Normal,
Neu!,
Lungfish,
Camouflage,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eli Mardock,
Moebius,
Urselle,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
World's Most,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unrelated Segments,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
L. Decosne,
Michelle Simonal,
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.