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 St Lucia and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 48th St. Collective to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Adolescents,
Essential Logic,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arcadia,
Sister Nancy,
Echospace,
Sandy B,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
One Last Wish,
Porter Ricks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
Eli Mardock,
Soulsonic Force,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young,
The Moody Blues,
DJ Sneak,
Livin' Joy,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
Cluster,
Kurtis Blow,
Ice-T,
Ludus,
Chrome,
Deakin,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magazine,
Minny Pops,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
The Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Surgeon,
Suburban Knight,
Anthony Braxton,
Silicon Teens,
Mr. Review,
Marine Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
Motorama,
Make Up,
Camouflage,
Cymande,
Lower 48,
Thee Headcoats,
Amon Düül,
Crime,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ossler,
New York Dolls,
Technova,
Young Marble Giants,
The Electric Prunes,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.