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 Kuwait and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the rock 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Outsiders,
Eric Dolphy,
Bill Near,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
EPMD,
Make Up,
Whodini,
Heaven 17,
cv313,
Gastr Del Sol,
Livin' Joy,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Byrd,
Donald Byrd,
Deepchord,
Ronan,
The Kinks,
Fear,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Move,
Marmalade,
Trumans Water,
The Associates,
Terry Callier,
Jeff Mills,
The Invisible,
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Adolescents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Agitation Free,
Scratch Acid,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barbara Tucker,
Skriet,
Malaria!,
Metal Thangz,
The Misunderstood,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Remains,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
Blossom Toes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mary Jane Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
MC5,
Brass Construction,
Tubeway Army,
Brick,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sixth Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.