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 Turkmenistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Procol Harum to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Lungfish,
Skaos,
Tommy Roe,
Lower 48,
Godley & Creme,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Coltrane,
the Soft Cell,
The Grass Roots,
F. McDonald,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick Morgan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Ice-T,
Robert Hood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monks,
Black Bananas,
The Pretty Things,
Audionom,
Trumans Water,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fatback Band,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Young Rascals,
Radio Birdman,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mission of Burma,
Reagan Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Intrusion,
The Associates,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gun Club,
Skarface,
The Mummies,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
Camouflage,
MDC,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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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.