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 Romania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Mary Jane Girls to the dance 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Max Romeo,
Dawn Penn,
Funky Four + One,
Marine Girls,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
The Motions,
Masters at Work,
Massinfluence,
Stereo Dub,
Mo-Dettes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Human League,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
Mad Mike,
The Searchers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalann,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pere Ubu,
The Count Five,
Index,
Chris Corsano,
Isaac Hayes,
Depeche Mode,
Carl Craig,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Barbara Tucker,
Cecil Taylor,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Tommy Roe,
Letta Mbulu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Throbbing Gristle,
Babytalk,
Nas,
Model 500,
Boredoms,
Fluxion,
Magazine,
The Dead C,
Minny Pops,
Josef K,
The Beau Brummels,
Second Layer,
Thompson Twins,
Pantaleimon,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
The Stooges,
Motorama,
The Human League,
Amon Düül,
Oblivians,
Eric Dolphy,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.