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 Finland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe 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 The Blackbyrds to the rap 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Smooth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Coltrane,
the Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Sister Nancy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mojo Men,
Brand Nubian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marmalade,
Underground Resistance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tim Buckley,
The Alarm Clocks,
David Bowie,
The J.B.'s,
Traffic Nightmare,
ABBA,
Girls At Our Best!,
One Last Wish,
Black Sheep,
D'Angelo,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Television Personalities,
China Crisis,
The Mummies,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed,
Japan,
Oneida,
Dual Sessions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Con Funk Shun,
Loose Ends,
Warsaw,
The Tremeloes,
Essential Logic,
The Golliwogs,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Second Layer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Khruangbin,
Ken Boothe,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
Amon Düül II,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.