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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Mo-Dettes to the rock 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Funky Four + One,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
Fear,
Cecil Taylor,
Rufus Thomas,
Livin' Joy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scrapy,
Sam Rivers,
Groovy Waters,
Slave,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scratch Acid,
The Kinks,
Harmonia,
Tomorrow,
Funkadelic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ten City,
Theoretical Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
Urselle,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zapp,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fall,
Marcia Griffiths,
Amazonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flash Fearless,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delta 5,
The Fugs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
David Bowie,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brass Construction,
Sister Nancy,
Scan 7,
The Mojo Men,
Morten Harket,
The Slits,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Rundgren,
The Moody Blues,
The Names,
Radiohead,
Accadde A,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.