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 Iceland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Terrestrial Tones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Jimmy McGriff,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alton Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Ronan,
Boz Scaggs,
Howard Jones,
F. McDonald,
Todd Terry,
Maleditus Sound,
Eurythmics,
The Cowsills,
Con Funk Shun,
Al Stewart,
Scrapy,
Heaven 17,
the Bar-Kays,
Bill Wells,
Lakeside,
Juan Atkins,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
Faust,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiopuhelimet,
Altered Images,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Sneak,
Iggy Pop,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neu!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Peter and Kerry,
Scion,
Masters at Work,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Coltrane,
Underground Resistance,
The Offenders,
The Golliwogs,
Sun Ra,
Skarface,
Cecil Taylor,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxy Music,
Scan 7,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Style,
The Fortunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Terry Callier,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dark Day,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.