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 Nauru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Fraelich to the punk 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Organ,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cal Tjader,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reuben Wilson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris Corsano,
The J.B.'s,
Los Fastidios,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
Dead Boys,
Adolescents,
The Last Poets,
Anthony Braxton,
D'Angelo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant,
Quantec,
cv313,
Moby Grape,
Talk Talk,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
Khruangbin,
Suicide,
Eric Dolphy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
Country Teasers,
Q65,
Desert Stars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
Gregory Isaacs,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Barracudas,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fugs,
Harry Pussy,
Mo-Dettes,
Cybotron,
Wings,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radio Birdman,
Black Pus,
Sonic Youth,
The Fall,
The Gories,
Kas Product,
Barrington Levy,
Porter Ricks,
Newcleus,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.