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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Wolf Eyes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Amon Düül,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Dirtbombs,
Suicide,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roger Hodgson,
Dennis Brown,
The Angels of Light,
Parry Music,
The Count Five,
ABBA,
Suburban Knight,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter & Gordon,
Janne Schatter,
The Slits,
Fat Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cheater Slicks,
T. Rex,
Prince Buster,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fad Gadget,
James White and The Blacks,
Duran Duran,
Black Bananas,
Surgeon,
kango's stein massive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eurythmics,
Cluster,
Letta Mbulu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Schoolly D,
The Victims,
Stereo Dub,
Groovy Waters,
Bill Wells,
Cal Tjader,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Selecter,
Scion,
Bang On A Can,
Darondo,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
Nik Kershaw,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
Tommy Roe,
Moby Grape,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Almond,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.