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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Bar-Kays to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Moss Icon,
Andrew Hill,
Jandek,
The Fall,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Silicon Teens,
The Searchers,
Eve St. Jones,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy Collins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Steve Hackett,
Rod Modell,
Altered Images,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas,
Aswad,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eden Ahbez,
The New Christs,
Talk Talk,
AZ,
Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hardrive,
Underground Resistance,
Byron Stingily,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crash Course in Science,
H. Thieme,
Tears for Fears,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aaron Thompson,
The Leaves,
the Germs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Davy DMX,
Camberwell Now,
Amazonics,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Raincoats,
Joe Finger,
The Offenders,
Lyres,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Supertramp,
Sugar Minott,
Outsiders,
Little Man,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stereo Dub,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.