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 Russia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Funkadelic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
The Gladiators,
Junior Murvin,
New York Dolls,
Nick Fraelich,
David Axelrod,
Jacques Brel,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun City Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantytec,
Lightning Bolt,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yusef Lateef,
Khruangbin,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
Deepchord,
Alphaville,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Average White Band,
Von Mondo,
Faust,
The Blackbyrds,
New Order,
The Smoke,
Sugar Minott,
The Leaves,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Clear Light,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alison Limerick,
The Angels of Light,
Make Up,
Mary Jane Girls,
Easy Going,
Heaven 17,
Camberwell Now,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Evens,
Lucky Dragons,
MDC,
Connie Case,
The Offenders,
Danielle Patucci,
The Real Kids,
Pharoah Sanders,
cv313,
X-Ray Spex,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Selecter,
The Toasters,
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Man Parrish,
June Days,
Skaos,
Iggy Pop,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.