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 Guinea and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wasted Youth to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Velvet Underground,
Scion,
Bush Tetras,
Ituana,
Davy DMX,
Simply Red,
The Seeds,
Pantaleimon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Human League,
Crime,
Siglo XX,
The Associates,
UT,
Make Up,
Rod Modell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
China Crisis,
Morten Harket,
Banda Bassotti,
Livin' Joy,
Eric Dolphy,
Groovy Waters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Moody Blues,
Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Teasers,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Tremeloes,
June of 44,
Joyce Sims,
Sex Pistols,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Albert Ayler,
Joey Negro,
Radiopuhelimet,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scientists,
Slave,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Rundgren,
Crash Course in Science,
Hasil Adkins,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rotary Connection,
Janne Schatter,
Surgeon,
Lou Reed,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.