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 Libya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vainqueur to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Zapp,
Al Stewart,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Rod Modell,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Peter & Gordon,
Theoretical Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mojo Men,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Liliput,
T.S.O.L.,
kango's stein massive,
Chris Corsano,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tim Buckley,
Masters at Work,
Yazoo,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Litter,
Dawn Penn,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Unwound,
Iggy Pop,
David Bowie,
Mission of Burma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Country Teasers,
Archie Shepp,
Max Romeo,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Unrelated Segments,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Five Americans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tropical Tobacco,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
The Real Kids,
Mantronix,
Yellowson,
Scientists,
Little Man,
Ponytail,
Crime,
the Germs,
Ludus,
Zero Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Leaves,
Howard Jones,
Animal Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.