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 Russia and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Das Ding to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker,
The Neon Judgement,
Liliput,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Skatalites,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lungfish,
Yellowson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thompson Twins,
Symarip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Bar-Kays,
The Standells,
Rekid,
Crispy Ambulance,
Charles Mingus,
Shoche,
the Germs,
The Smiths,
Neu!,
The Selecter,
The Cure,
Monks,
Cameo,
The Smoke,
Robert Hood,
Little Man,
The Doors,
David Axelrod,
Ten City,
The Saints,
The Count Five,
Oblivians,
Man Eating Sloth,
Hasil Adkins,
Cybotron,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masters at Work,
The Cowsills,
Funkadelic,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Tremeloes,
Derrick Morgan,
Patti Smith,
Royal Trux,
Cal Tjader,
Gabor Szabo,
New Order,
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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.