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 Nepal and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Happenings 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
The Motions,
LL Cool J,
The Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
D'Angelo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ronan,
the Swans,
Alison Limerick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Donny Hathaway,
June of 44,
Mr. Review,
Leonard Cohen,
Easy Going,
Procol Harum,
Panda Bear,
Con Funk Shun,
The J.B.'s,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Rapeman,
Kerri Chandler,
Alphaville,
the Sonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Pulsallama,
Make Up,
Al Stewart,
Rufus Thomas,
Kayak,
Crime,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scratch Acid,
the Human League,
PIL,
Graham Central Station,
the Slits,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Slackers,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Yaz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Yellowson,
Eden Ahbez,
Livin' Joy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
Arthur Verocai,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.