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 Afghanistan and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Glambeats Corp. to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
U.S. Maple,
Lee Hazlewood,
June Days,
PIL,
Faust,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Real Kids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Leaves,
The Gap Band,
MDC,
Faraquet,
Gang of Four,
Simply Red,
Rapeman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
H. Thieme,
Barbara Tucker,
Freddie Wadling,
Public Enemy,
The Wake,
Scan 7,
The Velvet Underground,
Tears for Fears,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David McCallum,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Vainqueur,
Pantytec,
Soulsonic Force,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kerri Chandler,
Radiohead,
Tommy Roe,
MC5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nico,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pole,
Skriet,
Archie Shepp,
The Kinks,
Bob Dylan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Zeros,
Zapp,
Reuben Wilson,
Spandau Ballet,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
JFA,
Organ,
The Last Poets,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Lydon,
New Age Steppers,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.