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 Denmark and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Anthony Braxton to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Neon Judgement,
The Sonics,
Oblivians,
Moebius,
In Retrospect,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
The Slackers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Khruangbin,
Warsaw,
Colin Newman,
Joy Division,
Cecil Taylor,
Newcleus,
Al Stewart,
Soul II Soul,
Byron Stingily,
Matthew Bourne,
Fear,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
The Residents,
10cc,
Scan 7,
Scrapy,
MDC,
The Modern Lovers,
CMW,
Gang Gang Dance,
DNA,
James White and The Blacks,
Loose Ends,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deakin,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers,
Sun City Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Morten Harket,
Faust,
Simply Red,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agitation Free,
Dawn Penn,
Blossom Toes,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
The Cowsills,
Kayak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Durutti Column,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Sugar Minott,
Audionom,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.