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 China and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Man Parrish to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
The Vogues,
Japan,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
Country Teasers,
The Fortunes,
Jerry's Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Mr. Review,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kenny Larkin,
Scientists,
The United States of America,
The Skatalites,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Jandek,
Minnie Riperton,
Livin' Joy,
Brand Nubian,
The Human League,
10cc,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Darondo,
Bobby Byrd,
Stiv Bators,
Peter & Gordon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Half Japanese,
Monks,
Excepter,
The Tremeloes,
Man Parrish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Severed Heads,
Kas Product,
Graham Central Station,
Q and Not U,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Smog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Duran Duran,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shuggie Otis,
Ice-T,
Magma,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
kango's stein massive,
The Victims,
Circle Jerks,
Adolescents,
Lower 48,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.