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 Qatar and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ 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 Steve Hackett to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Busters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Trumans Water,
Parry Music,
Howard Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terry Callier,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Tommy Roe,
Goldenarms,
The Gladiators,
Fat Boys,
David Axelrod,
Bill Wells,
Duran Duran,
The Human League,
Swell Maps,
The Kinks,
Derrick Morgan,
Half Japanese,
Sight & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
PIL,
Anthony Braxton,
Idris Muhammad,
Graham Central Station,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sam Rivers,
The Durutti Column,
The Monks,
Au Pairs,
Kayak,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gun Club,
Soul II Soul,
Tubeway Army,
Interpol,
The Happenings,
Sällskapet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Heaven 17,
David McCallum,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ohio Players,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
U.S. Maple,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Prunes,
Von Mondo,
Eden Ahbez,
Crooked Eye,
the Soft Cell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mars,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.