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 Bahamas and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 The J.B.'s to the grunge 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donny Hathaway,
Carl Craig,
Peter & Gordon,
Faraquet,
Agitation Free,
The Grass Roots,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deepchord,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
The Neon Judgement,
New Order,
UT,
X-101,
H. Thieme,
Eric Copeland,
David McCallum,
Television,
Connie Case,
Ituana,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boredoms,
Ultra Naté,
The Fugs,
Sun Ra,
The Pop Group,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Franke,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Sonics,
The Smiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young,
Aural Exciters,
Pierre Henry,
Minor Threat,
Mark Hollis,
Sixth Finger,
Isaac Hayes,
Second Layer,
The Real Kids,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Techniques,
Dennis Brown,
The Angels of Light,
Average White Band,
Simply Red,
Negative Approach,
Delta 5,
Visage,
the Association,
EPMD,
Brick,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.