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 Namibia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 ABC to the punk 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Kayak,
Howard Jones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grandmaster Flash,
Byron Stingily,
Das Ding,
Urselle,
Tears for Fears,
Fear,
Supertramp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Black Dice,
Crooked Eye,
Sex Pistols,
The Index,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Fad Gadget,
Intrusion,
Groovy Waters,
Wasted Youth,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Rundgren,
New Order,
Dark Day,
Dual Sessions,
Joyce Sims,
James White and The Blacks,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Whodini,
Essential Logic,
Youth Brigade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Circle Jerks,
Adolescents,
John Lydon,
Eric Dolphy,
Lower 48,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Jacques Brel,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Gang Starr,
The Doobie Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.