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 Jamaica and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Liliput,
Lightning Bolt,
Freddie Wadling,
Trumans Water,
The Martian,
LL Cool J,
Robert Görl,
Brothers Johnson,
Quadrant,
Minny Pops,
T. Rex,
Black Moon,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Starr,
Dual Sessions,
Das Ding,
The Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
Niagra,
Ken Boothe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skaos,
Basic Channel,
Alphaville,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blossom Toes,
Main Source,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Franke,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gories,
The Blackbyrds,
the Germs,
The Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Accadde A,
Excepter,
Sandy B,
Bobby Sherman,
JFA,
The Moleskins,
Technova,
Deepchord,
Pere Ubu,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
A Certain Ratio,
Wings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q and Not U,
Darondo,
Anakelly,
The Slackers,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.