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 Estonia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Drexciya to the crunk 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Eve St. Jones,
Simply Red,
Althea and Donna,
Guru Guru,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stetsasonic,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Halsall,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Star Department,
The Monochrome Set,
The Misunderstood,
John Lydon,
Fear,
Audionom,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Reagan Youth,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Hill,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moody Blues,
Tommy Roe,
The Barracudas,
Television,
Peter & Gordon,
Deadbeat,
The Saints,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Don Cherry,
Flash Fearless,
Lower 48,
The Blackbyrds,
Ossler,
Sonic Youth,
the Normal,
Donny Hathaway,
The Techniques,
Country Teasers,
Adolescents,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lyres,
the Soft Cell,
World's Most,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joey Negro,
Delta 5,
H. Thieme,
China Crisis,
Sixth Finger,
Thee Headcoats,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.