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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Fluxion to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
Faraquet,
Maleditus Sound,
Moebius,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Inner City,
The Offenders,
Fluxion,
The Monochrome Set,
Warsaw,
The Victims,
The Velvet Underground,
Tommy Roe,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
The Star Department,
Faust,
One Last Wish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ohio Players,
Aaron Thompson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Man Parrish,
Average White Band,
Jandek,
Siglo XX,
Half Japanese,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aswad,
Bang On A Can,
Fat Boys,
The Gladiators,
Black Sheep,
Ossler,
The Buckinghams,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Bourne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Machine,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Minor Threat,
Anakelly,
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Japan,
The Sound,
AZ,
Hoover,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.