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 Ukraine and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Reagan Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson 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?
D'Angelo,
Liliput,
Whodini,
Crooked Eye,
The Monks,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
The Slits,
The Birthday Party,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pantytec,
Von Mondo,
The Move,
Sister Nancy,
This Heat,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
Ituana,
The Associates,
Hardrive,
The Fortunes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Y Pants,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
The American Breed,
The Doobie Brothers,
Little Man,
Gichy Dan,
Juan Atkins,
Camberwell Now,
Excepter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Con Funk Shun,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
Derrick Morgan,
Porter Ricks,
Barry Ungar,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barbara Tucker,
Iggy Pop,
La Düsseldorf,
Qualms,
Goldenarms,
Yellowson,
Rapeman,
Jandek,
Mad Mike,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
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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.