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 Portugal and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Skaos to the crunk 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mr. Review,
Motorama,
Minutemen,
The Real Kids,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobby Sherman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Duran Duran,
Livin' Joy,
Nick Fraelich,
Crispy Ambulance,
Guru Guru,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
OOIOO,
Hasil Adkins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Parry Music,
The Beau Brummels,
Ohio Players,
Rites of Spring,
Mandrill,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agitation Free,
ABC,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Carl Craig,
Hashim,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thompson Twins,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
Essential Logic,
Agent Orange,
The Standells,
The Shadows of Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
Ice-T,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
Sarah Menescal,
Nico,
Underground Resistance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
New York Dolls,
Mantronix,
The Trojans,
David Axelrod,
The Kinks,
Erasure,
Bronski Beat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.