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 Chile and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro 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 Mission of Burma to the electroclash 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Guru Guru,
the Human League,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marine Girls,
Alphaville,
The Move,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gap Band,
the Association,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gories,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crispian St. Peters,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
Brand Nubian,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Steve Hackett,
Subhumans,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Qualms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Yusef Lateef,
Alton Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amazonics,
James White and The Blacks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Dead C,
Funky Four + One,
Negative Approach,
Wings,
Freddie Wadling,
John Cale,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
The Busters,
Lindisfarne,
The Fortunes,
Aloha Tigers,
Gregory Isaacs,
B.T. Express,
Spoonie Gee,
Harry Pussy,
The Fugs,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Womack,
Terry Callier,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thompson Twins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nas,
Marcia Griffiths,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.