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 Greece and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Salvador and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gil Scott Heron to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eli Mardock,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Stooges,
Maleditus Sound,
Make Up,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Wings,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Severed Heads,
Kerri Chandler,
Reagan Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Marmalade,
a-ha,
MDC,
Liliput,
Deakin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skaos,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dorothy Ashby,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
Bush Tetras,
The Victims,
The Offenders,
The Selecter,
ABBA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Livin' Joy,
Peter and Kerry,
Zapp,
the Swans,
UT,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Moon,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
the Association,
cv313,
Isaac Hayes,
EPMD,
Quadrant,
Absolute Body Control,
The Remains,
Los Fastidios,
The Music Machine,
Half Japanese,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.