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 China and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
James White and The Blacks,
New Age Steppers,
The Residents,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Human League,
Y Pants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Michelle Simonal,
Suburban Knight,
Ultimate Spinach,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül,
Niagra,
The Last Poets,
Gong,
Pylon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Royal Trux,
X-101,
Patti Smith,
The Busters,
Franke,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
Bill Near,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tommy Roe,
Jeff Mills,
the Slits,
The Smiths,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Bush Tetras,
Sound Behaviour,
Arthur Verocai,
Bill Wells,
Blossom Toes,
The Moody Blues,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Electric Prunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television Personalities,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Moon,
Joensuu 1685,
Alice Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Livin' Joy,
Model 500,
Rakim,
Ronnie Foster,
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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.