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 Romania and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 The Detroit Cobras 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
K-Klass,
Sun Ra,
Faust,
Sonic Youth,
Scientists,
Porter Ricks,
The Pretty Things,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sonics,
Wire,
Ultimate Spinach,
Basic Channel,
Amazonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eden Ahbez,
Magazine,
The Evens,
Joey Negro,
Metal Thangz,
The Electric Prunes,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
Interpol,
Kas Product,
The Kinks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacques Brel,
Eli Mardock,
Lyres,
Sällskapet,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chrome,
Sex Pistols,
Toni Rubio,
Rapeman,
Black Flag,
Jawbox,
The J.B.'s,
Black Moon,
Connie Case,
Rakim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Newcleus,
Tears for Fears,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David McCallum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
PIL,
Brick,
Liliput,
Fat Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
The Move,
Cheater Slicks,
Sandy B,
the Slits,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.