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 Oman and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Trumans Water to the jazz 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
F. McDonald,
Radiohead,
OOIOO,
Agent Orange,
Sex Pistols,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Young Rascals,
Monks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Interpol,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Lynne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Can,
The Move,
Gang of Four,
Black Pus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gong,
The Gories,
Tomorrow,
Average White Band,
Theoretical Girls,
PIL,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
The Remains,
Marmalade,
Cal Tjader,
Rotary Connection,
Dead Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
Donny Hathaway,
Reuben Wilson,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
Toni Rubio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Tremeloes,
Lindisfarne,
The Residents,
Malaria!,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bootsy Collins,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Animal Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Adolescents,
Mad Mike,
The Angels of Light,
Lakeside,
Altered Images,
Radiopuhelimet,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.