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 Comoros and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 EPMD to the grunge 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Patti Smith,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
The American Breed,
Gabor Szabo,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Make Up,
Jawbox,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Human League,
June of 44,
H. Thieme,
Mo-Dettes,
Marmalade,
The Barracudas,
The Busters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Minny Pops,
Arcadia,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Leonard Cohen,
Sandy B,
Tres Demented,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sällskapet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visage,
Henry Cow,
Jeff Lynne,
Chris Corsano,
Derrick Morgan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Move,
Goldenarms,
Japan,
Khruangbin,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Sheep,
K-Klass,
Rufus Thomas,
These Immortal Souls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Simply Red,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fire Engines,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Names,
CMW,
Vainqueur,
The Five Americans,
Saccharine Trust,
Pantaleimon,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.