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 Monaco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 E-Dancer to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
The Monks,
Half Japanese,
Sarah Menescal,
Monolake,
Severed Heads,
The Martian,
June of 44,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker,
Loose Ends,
Jeff Lynne,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Techniques,
Bill Wells,
New Age Steppers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Clear Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moody Blues,
The Move,
Warsaw,
Pulsallama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Tubeway Army,
Max Romeo,
the Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Negative Approach,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lucky Dragons,
Dead Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Television,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Hill,
Grey Daturas,
Barbara Tucker,
The Victims,
Crime,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Dolphy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Little Man,
Visage,
The Fuzztones,
Lalo Schifrin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
Circle Jerks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang Starr,
The Fortunes,
Howard Jones,
The Cramps,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.