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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
X-102,
Roxy Music,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rod Modell,
Au Pairs,
Minnie Riperton,
Harry Pussy,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
Cal Tjader,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rekid,
Aaron Thompson,
Lindisfarne,
Yusef Lateef,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oneida,
Scrapy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
Moby Grape,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cramps,
Pantaleimon,
Scientists,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Warren Ellis,
Joy Division,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monolake,
Pulsallama,
Bob Dylan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül II,
Dorothy Ashby,
Livin' Joy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
The Last Poets,
Bad Manners,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Electric Prunes,
The Smiths,
Reuben Wilson,
Icehouse,
One Last Wish,
the Fania All-Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Real Kids,
Mars,
Bauhaus,
Steve Hackett,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.