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 Venezuela and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pylon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Peter & Gordon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Juan Atkins,
K-Klass,
Rapeman,
The Fortunes,
The Happenings,
David McCallum,
Todd Rundgren,
Matthew Halsall,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Tremeloes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
Harpers Bizarre,
Metal Thangz,
Ohio Players,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Teasers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pagans,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Tropical Tobacco,
OOIOO,
The Toasters,
The Gories,
Letta Mbulu,
Visage,
Goldenarms,
Al Stewart,
Nick Fraelich,
Fear,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
Easy Going,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slackers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Pretty Things,
Crispian St. Peters,
AZ,
Morten Harket,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Black Dice,
Sixth Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Yusef Lateef,
Hot Snakes,
Wally Richardson,
Television,
Cluster,
The Evens,
Byron Stingily,
PIL,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
One Last Wish,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.