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 Rwanda and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Doobie Brothers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
the Normal,
Jeff Lynne,
a-ha,
The Associates,
The Kinks,
The Pop Group,
PIL,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ossler,
48th St. Collective,
Gichy Dan,
Echospace,
Steve Hackett,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cluster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erykah Badu,
Ultravox,
Kenny Larkin,
Panda Bear,
Funkadelic,
Flipper,
June Days,
UT,
The Pretty Things,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
Cymande,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
Nils Olav,
Guru Guru,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Oblivians,
Bob Dylan,
Pussy Galore,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Rundgren,
Howard Jones,
Icehouse,
DNA,
L. Decosne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wolf Eyes,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Sneak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dead C,
Joey Negro,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.