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 Pakistan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Eden Ahbez to the punk 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
The Fuzztones,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Remains,
The Angels of Light,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
Ultravox,
Cal Tjader,
Black Flag,
Sex Pistols,
Dark Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grey Daturas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faraquet,
Siglo XX,
Ultra Naté,
Ossler,
Hardrive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wally Richardson,
Jandek,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young,
Joy Division,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
Dual Sessions,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cramps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Clarke,
Marvin Gaye,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Leaves,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DJ Sneak,
Albert Ayler,
Nick Fraelich,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Charles Mingus,
Alice Coltrane,
Pantaleimon,
Rufus Thomas,
Brass Construction,
Andrew Hill,
Isaac Hayes,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
Morten Harket,
UT,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gun Club,
K-Klass,
Motorama,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.