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 Maldives and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Wings to the grunge 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
John Holt,
Procol Harum,
Warren Ellis,
Bad Manners,
Suburban Knight,
The Dead C,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
D'Angelo,
Little Man,
Todd Terry,
Silicon Teens,
Erykah Badu,
Essential Logic,
Whodini,
Faust,
New York Dolls,
The Black Dice,
Main Source,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Moody Blues,
The Fugs,
Roy Ayers,
Curtis Mayfield,
These Immortal Souls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ten City,
Malaria!,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Dawn Penn,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric B and Rakim,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
Alison Limerick,
Kerrie Biddell,
James White and The Blacks,
The Associates,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Radiohead,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tomorrow,
The Sonics,
Massinfluence,
Frankie Knuckles,
Country Teasers,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terry Callier,
Popol Vuh,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Glenn Branca,
Anthony Braxton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Metal Thangz,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.