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 Israel and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Pantaleimon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Terry Callier,
the Soft Cell,
Sight & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Simply Red,
T. Rex,
Duran Duran,
The Fugs,
Dark Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
the Association,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Black Sheep,
Dave Gahan,
Jacob Miller,
David Axelrod,
The Angels of Light,
X-101,
Theoretical Girls,
Black Flag,
The Knickerbockers,
Joe Finger,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nas,
Bobby Byrd,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Unrelated Segments,
Interpol,
Rites of Spring,
Black Moon,
Man Parrish,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
Model 500,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultra Naté,
Qualms,
Jandek,
Dennis Brown,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Remains,
Freddie Wadling,
The Move,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fela Kuti,
Metal Thangz,
Scion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rekid,
Babytalk,
The Moleskins,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.