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 Lesotho and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the punk 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Rites of Spring,
Grey Daturas,
Vainqueur,
Fela Kuti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pole,
The Slits,
Young Marble Giants,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pop Group,
Sällskapet,
The Gories,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Terry,
X-101,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ponytail,
The Tremeloes,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scott Walker,
Clear Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Knickerbockers,
Mr. Review,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faraquet,
Hoover,
Banda Bassotti,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harry Pussy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Depeche Mode,
Aswad,
Adolescents,
Marshall Jefferson,
Moby Grape,
Eve St. Jones,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
The Monks,
Basic Channel,
The Residents,
The Doors,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Invisible,
UT,
Bobby Sherman,
The Motions,
Tubeway Army,
Reuben Wilson,
Bad Manners,
Agitation Free,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.