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 Panama and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Model 500 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Isaac Hayes,
Circle Jerks,
The Fall,
Urselle,
Chris Corsano,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jandek,
Letta Mbulu,
Anakelly,
Accadde A,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aloha Tigers,
The Zeros,
Cheater Slicks,
Joey Negro,
Metal Thangz,
Quadrant,
The Happenings,
Ronnie Foster,
The Monochrome Set,
Thompson Twins,
Eve St. Jones,
the Association,
Technova,
Subhumans,
Cameo,
Slick Rick,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Christie,
Yellowson,
the Sonics,
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blossom Toes,
Pantytec,
Sam Rivers,
The Smoke,
Half Japanese,
John Lydon,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalann,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Sheep,
Gang Starr,
Con Funk Shun,
The Alarm Clocks,
Los Fastidios,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
Panda Bear,
kango's stein massive,
L. Decosne,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.