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 East Timor and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 Donny Hathaway to the punk 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Camouflage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Saints,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Amon Düül,
John Lydon,
This Heat,
David Axelrod,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Dolphy,
Siglo XX,
Mars,
Derrick Morgan,
Erasure,
John Holt,
Tim Buckley,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yusef Lateef,
Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Mandrill,
Sparks,
Desert Stars,
Fad Gadget,
FM Einheit,
Lyres,
Eve St. Jones,
Rakim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Swell Maps,
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker,
Soft Machine,
Parry Music,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Sonics,
The Happenings,
Judy Mowatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
The Move,
Adolescents,
Scientists,
Anakelly,
Man Parrish,
The Detroit Cobras,
Quadrant,
The Cure,
Peter & Gordon,
Unrelated Segments,
the Association,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.