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 Jordan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Pylon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
Surgeon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Adolescents,
R.M.O.,
The Pretty Things,
The Invisible,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül II,
Sixth Finger,
the Sonics,
Television,
Organ,
Echospace,
Model 500,
Alison Limerick,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zero Boys,
Bauhaus,
the Soft Cell,
Y Pants,
Bob Dylan,
Technova,
Robert Hood,
Schoolly D,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
Joe Finger,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
Tropical Tobacco,
F. McDonald,
Boz Scaggs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mo-Dettes,
Gabor Szabo,
The Young Rascals,
Scrapy,
Vainqueur,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crash Course in Science,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Symarip,
Mantronix,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scan 7,
The Dirtbombs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Velvet Underground,
David McCallum,
The Red Krayola,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sun Ra,
Laurel Aitken,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.