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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Amon Düül II to the jazz 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum 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?
L. Decosne,
Don Cherry,
Rotary Connection,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Smog,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
Matthew Bourne,
Bronski Beat,
Khruangbin,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
Bluetip,
Royal Trux,
New York Dolls,
Pylon,
Hot Snakes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bob Dylan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mission of Burma,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Japan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barrington Levy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sex Pistols,
Scott Walker,
The Beau Brummels,
Alison Limerick,
Trumans Water,
Eric Dolphy,
D'Angelo,
Oblivians,
Erykah Badu,
Archie Shepp,
Sight & Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Radio Birdman,
Underground Resistance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hardrive,
Subhumans,
Letta Mbulu,
The Selecter,
Junior Murvin,
Patti Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Monolake,
The Count Five,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.