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 Philippines and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Half Japanese to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Derrick Morgan,
Theoretical Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Glenn Branca,
Negative Approach,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABBA,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fat Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Accadde A,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
Crooked Eye,
The Associates,
Robert Hood,
Animal Collective,
Gang Green,
Organ,
The Last Poets,
The Offenders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minutemen,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lower 48,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MDC,
The Fortunes,
Goldenarms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Q and Not U,
John Foxx,
Hoover,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Bad Manners,
Joy Division,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Loose Ends,
Black Bananas,
The Modern Lovers,
John Coltrane,
Wings,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Mills,
The Cure,
Cybotron,
The Kinks,
Das Ding,
Spoonie Gee,
the Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.