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 Lebanon and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Lou Christie to the rock 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Los Fastidios,
Lungfish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eli Mardock,
ABBA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Count Five,
D'Angelo,
Crime,
The Vogues,
Monks,
Essential Logic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Banda Bassotti,
Index,
Funkadelic,
The Victims,
Make Up,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gabor Szabo,
Whodini,
Blake Baxter,
Subhumans,
Desert Stars,
B.T. Express,
Supertramp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stetsasonic,
Magma,
The Residents,
World's Most,
DNA,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fuzztones,
Skriet,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fortunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Suburban Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lalann,
Roger Hodgson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skarface,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Drexciya,
The Blues Magoos,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.