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 Qatar and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 David Bowie 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 Half Japanese to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Letta Mbulu,
The Beau Brummels,
Fear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Parry Music,
Siglo XX,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Christie,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rhythm & Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rod Modell,
Cheater Slicks,
Patti Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fugazi,
Todd Rundgren,
Malaria!,
Heaven 17,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funky Four + One,
The Skatalites,
The Music Machine,
Robert Görl,
The Stooges,
Amon Düül II,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Underground Resistance,
Delta 5,
Curtis Mayfield,
Supertramp,
The Searchers,
Stereo Dub,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Sneak,
Pole,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Absolute Body Control,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Porter Ricks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Laurel Aitken,
Darondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gladiators,
Fatback Band,
Accadde A,
The Happenings,
Groovy Waters,
Ten City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.