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 Italy and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the techno 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Zeros,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
Hasil Adkins,
Judy Mowatt,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bill Near,
Cybotron,
Rosa Yemen,
Thee Headcoats,
Scrapy,
The Last Poets,
Skarface,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fall,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
Television,
Fela Kuti,
Section 25,
the Slits,
Bronski Beat,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Womack,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
China Crisis,
Absolute Body Control,
The Smiths,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Modern Lovers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anthony Braxton,
Throbbing Gristle,
Neil Young,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Josef K,
The Barracudas,
Rufus Thomas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monochrome Set,
FM Einheit,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nirvana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Albert Ayler,
UT,
Angry Samoans,
Banda Bassotti,
MC5,
Marmalade,
Fad Gadget,
Alphaville,
Wire,
Harry Pussy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crash Course in Science,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.