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 Uganda and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Supertramp to the rap 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Moss Icon,
Gichy Dan,
Neu!,
The Grass Roots,
Goldenarms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Doobie Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Simply Red,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Christie,
Intrusion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sound Behaviour,
Deakin,
Pylon,
Eve St. Jones,
the Association,
Surgeon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs,
The Slackers,
In Retrospect,
David Bowie,
The Smiths,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barry Ungar,
New Order,
Eli Mardock,
The Skatalites,
Hardrive,
David Axelrod,
The Gories,
Curtis Mayfield,
Judy Mowatt,
Max Romeo,
Funkadelic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Letta Mbulu,
10cc,
Crooked Eye,
Gregory Isaacs,
Infiniti,
Lucky Dragons,
Crash Course in Science,
Cluster,
The Evens,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lightning Bolt,
Yazoo,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.