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 Tuvalu and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rotary Connection 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lindisfarne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Sheep,
David Axelrod,
Urselle,
Radiopuhelimet,
Intrusion,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
PIL,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hoover,
Thee Headcoats,
Rod Modell,
Junior Murvin,
The Names,
Mark Hollis,
Sugar Minott,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxette,
Sandy B,
Los Fastidios,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
R.M.O.,
Au Pairs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Swans,
Josef K,
Unwound,
Dual Sessions,
Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Kinks,
Stereo Dub,
The Star Department,
LL Cool J,
Panda Bear,
Youth Brigade,
Trumans Water,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rites of Spring,
The Remains,
the Slits,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
Chris & Cosey,
B.T. Express,
Von Mondo,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.