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 Argentina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Das Ding to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Bang On A Can,
Tomorrow,
Saccharine Trust,
Joey Negro,
The Golliwogs,
The Happenings,
Spoonie Gee,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Blues Magoos,
Minutemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Patti Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Wings,
Erykah Badu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Bar-Kays,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
New Order,
David Axelrod,
Aswad,
Josef K,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
Lungfish,
Ituana,
Eve St. Jones,
a-ha,
Susan Cadogan,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Fraelich,
Fela Kuti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
Bluetip,
Mark Hollis,
Marc Almond,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deepchord,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Bananas,
Yusef Lateef,
Don Cherry,
Alison Limerick,
Los Fastidios,
Faust,
Motorama,
David Bowie,
Quantec,
Camouflage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Derrick May,
Clear Light,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.