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 Moldova and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Kayak to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Sugar Minott,
The Mummies,
In Retrospect,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shuggie Otis,
Anakelly,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Black Flag,
The Durutti Column,
The Fugs,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Trojans,
The Pretty Things,
Negative Approach,
The Misunderstood,
Outsiders,
Scan 7,
Tommy Roe,
MC5,
The Martian,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Prunes,
Soft Machine,
Kenny Larkin,
The Beau Brummels,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joe Finger,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Country Teasers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Niagra,
Bobby Womack,
Pole,
The Dead C,
Kas Product,
Yaz,
Crime,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Audionom,
Black Bananas,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
The Moleskins,
The Real Kids,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
Warren Ellis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
The Raincoats,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
kango's stein massive,
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.