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 Costa Rica and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Philadelphia.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Silicon Teens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Sixth Finger,
ABBA,
Bobby Sherman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mark Hollis,
Funkadelic,
Yazoo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lakeside,
Flash Fearless,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aswad,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Television Personalities,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Red Krayola,
Gang of Four,
Susan Cadogan,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
Nation of Ulysses,
Trumans Water,
H. Thieme,
The Modern Lovers,
cv313,
Sun City Girls,
Black Flag,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sisters of Mercy,
X-Ray Spex,
Harry Pussy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Copeland,
Sugar Minott,
Rosa Yemen,
Moby Grape,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Q65,
Average White Band,
Sam Rivers,
Maurizio,
Niagra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
Roxette,
Dave Gahan,
Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
The Trojans,
Television,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Teasers,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacques Brel,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.