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 Guyana and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Archie Shepp to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
The Litter,
The Happenings,
Pole,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young,
Babytalk,
Frankie Knuckles,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mantronix,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Bananas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sparks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Michelle Simonal,
JFA,
Basic Channel,
Donald Byrd,
Morten Harket,
Joensuu 1685,
Gong,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Finger,
Jeru the Damaja,
Technova,
Marshall Jefferson,
Loose Ends,
Byron Stingily,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Tommy Roe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Teasers,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Beau Brummels,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monolake,
Ronnie Foster,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Durutti Column,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Steve Hackett,
Boredoms,
Hot Snakes,
Juan Atkins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wings,
Black Sheep,
Vladislav Delay,
Franke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Bar-Kays,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Red Krayola,
Joy Division,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.