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 New Zealand and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Edmonton.
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 spring reverb 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 Bobby Sherman to the grunge 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Blancmange,
Bill Near,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joe Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Red Krayola,
FM Einheit,
Yellowson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
Desert Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Grass Roots,
Soul II Soul,
The Stooges,
Jacob Miller,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Supertramp,
The Beau Brummels,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Moebius,
Pylon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Modern Lovers,
Gong,
Joe Finger,
Vladislav Delay,
Alison Limerick,
Bill Wells,
Gang of Four,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Sheep,
Quando Quango,
Yaz,
The Toasters,
Bang On A Can,
Surgeon,
Ohio Players,
Q and Not U,
Audionom,
The Count Five,
Main Source,
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June Days,
Sugar Minott,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deakin,
Buzzcocks,
OOIOO,
Subhumans,
Mantronix,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.