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 Sri Lanka and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neil Young to the jazz 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hoover,
Moby Grape,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
One Last Wish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Parry Music,
D'Angelo,
Wally Richardson,
Average White Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
The Standells,
FM Einheit,
Eric Copeland,
Panda Bear,
The Wake,
Half Japanese,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Electric Prunes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Warsaw,
Index,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Spandau Ballet,
The Martian,
F. McDonald,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
a-ha,
The Fall,
Piero Umiliani,
Cheater Slicks,
The Birthday Party,
The Alarm Clocks,
Franke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Dolphy,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
The Angels of Light,
John Cale,
Newcleus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wire,
Unrelated Segments,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dave Gahan,
Jeff Lynne,
Kenny Larkin,
Television Personalities,
The Names,
Nas,
Wasted Youth,
Howard Jones,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.