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 Samoa and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Organ to the funk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
ABC,
David Axelrod,
Ken Boothe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pussy Galore,
Isaac Hayes,
Tim Buckley,
Mantronix,
New York Dolls,
E-Dancer,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monochrome Set,
Quando Quango,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Darondo,
Delta 5,
Mo-Dettes,
Tom Boy,
The Toasters,
The Star Department,
Lakeside,
Susan Cadogan,
Lightning Bolt,
John Coltrane,
Black Bananas,
Electric Prunes,
Bootsy Collins,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
The Move,
Average White Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Bar-Kays,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
Heaven 17,
Cluster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Association,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Rundgren,
Gregory Isaacs,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Outsiders,
Al Stewart,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
Half Japanese,
The Young Rascals,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.