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 Guatemala and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the rap 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Lalo Schifrin,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
Groovy Waters,
Archie Shepp,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Count Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Coltrane,
Don Cherry,
a-ha,
Altered Images,
Rosa Yemen,
The Associates,
Brick,
The Human League,
John Lydon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Organ,
X-Ray Spex,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joyce Sims,
Derrick Morgan,
The Neon Judgement,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Junior Murvin,
Massinfluence,
Rotary Connection,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
Main Source,
Morten Harket,
Symarip,
Y Pants,
Fluxion,
Grey Daturas,
Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
Boredoms,
Bootsy Collins,
Donny Hathaway,
The Pop Group,
48th St. Collective,
Royal Trux,
The Mummies,
Carl Craig,
the Swans,
Pulsallama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Qualms,
Talk Talk,
Mission of Burma,
Whodini,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.