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 Nepal and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Techniques to the jazz 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Ohio Players,
David McCallum,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swans,
Alison Limerick,
Dave Gahan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tubeway Army,
Camberwell Now,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bush Tetras,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Stetsasonic,
Spandau Ballet,
B.T. Express,
Livin' Joy,
Scion,
This Heat,
World's Most,
Yaz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Little Man,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ronan,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spoonie Gee,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Surgeon,
Half Japanese,
Minnie Riperton,
Inner City,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deakin,
Pantaleimon,
Rod Modell,
Metal Thangz,
Absolute Body Control,
Circle Jerks,
Lightning Bolt,
Eddi Front,
Drive Like Jehu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
Audionom,
Khruangbin,
Neu!,
The Associates,
Unwound,
Arcadia,
The Modern Lovers,
Mr. Review,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
FM Einheit,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
H. Thieme,
ABC,
Babytalk,
Shoche,
Prince Buster,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.