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 United Kingdom and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eli Mardock to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Minny Pops,
Crooked Eye,
Archie Shepp,
Main Source,
Brick,
Goldenarms,
The Gap Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
June Days,
Matthew Bourne,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ossler,
Surgeon,
Delta 5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Germs,
Ludus,
Faraquet,
Duran Duran,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skaos,
Roy Ayers,
Scion,
The Red Krayola,
The Residents,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Basic Channel,
Animal Collective,
Kerri Chandler,
Chrome,
Television,
Eden Ahbez,
Nils Olav,
the Sonics,
Supertramp,
Faust,
Mr. Review,
Zapp,
Lindisfarne,
The Raincoats,
Ten City,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yaz,
Steve Hackett,
Adolescents,
Anthony Braxton,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Youth Brigade,
The Grass Roots,
Crime,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Hood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Todd Rundgren,
Ituana,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.