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 Vanuatu and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Gong,
The Young Rascals,
Graham Central Station,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Moon,
Deakin,
H. Thieme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sonic Youth,
The Angels of Light,
Flash Fearless,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Normal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Magma,
Sound Behaviour,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Con Funk Shun,
Don Cherry,
Black Flag,
Kenny Larkin,
E-Dancer,
Aural Exciters,
LL Cool J,
Ponytail,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
Patti Smith,
Main Source,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Smoke,
Urselle,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Iggy Pop,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cluster,
Jandek,
Erykah Badu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Index,
Trumans Water,
John Foxx,
The Pretty Things,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Leaves,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.