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 Afghanistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
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 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 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 Rekid to the grunge 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric B and Rakim,
Subhumans,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
The Last Poets,
Television Personalities,
Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Section 25,
Grauzone,
Tommy Roe,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
Index,
Lou Reed,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Siglo XX,
The Pretty Things,
Thompson Twins,
Accadde A,
Thee Headcoats,
Deakin,
The Moleskins,
Sonic Youth,
Eric Copeland,
The Fugs,
Lightning Bolt,
JFA,
Hoover,
The Real Kids,
Moebius,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
Khruangbin,
Hasil Adkins,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Finger,
Swell Maps,
Nick Fraelich,
Max Romeo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Drexciya,
Chrome,
10cc,
Skriet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Buckinghams,
Blancmange,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.