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 Australia and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nik Kershaw to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
Mr. Review,
Robert Wyatt,
Groovy Waters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Model 500,
Terrestrial Tones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Massinfluence,
The Last Poets,
Fear,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dirtbombs,
Eden Ahbez,
Subhumans,
Q and Not U,
Byron Stingily,
Marvin Gaye,
Moebius,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Godley & Creme,
Stetsasonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
OOIOO,
Agitation Free,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Womack,
The Smiths,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxette,
Wally Richardson,
Sällskapet,
The Wake,
AZ,
Boogie Down Productions,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stereo Dub,
Monks,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Alice Coltrane,
One Last Wish,
The Kinks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joyce Sims,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sandy B,
Desert Stars,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.