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 the UAE and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wings to the crunk 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
the Normal,
The Monochrome Set,
June of 44,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Dual Sessions,
Gichy Dan,
Yazoo,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minor Threat,
The Alarm Clocks,
Technova,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantytec,
Fad Gadget,
Eurythmics,
Oblivians,
Y Pants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mr. Review,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marmalade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric Dolphy,
Joey Negro,
Alphaville,
Mo-Dettes,
The Golliwogs,
Massinfluence,
Au Pairs,
The Motions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Accadde A,
Scientists,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q and Not U,
Essential Logic,
The Gap Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Names,
Gang Green,
Index,
Kerri Chandler,
Skaos,
The Blackbyrds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang of Four,
Sam Rivers,
Khruangbin,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
Talk Talk,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Procol Harum,
The Zeros,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Moleskins,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.