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 India and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
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 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 Eric Dolphy to the funk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Rapeman,
Sam Rivers,
Letta Mbulu,
Q65,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
Archie Shepp,
Tommy Roe,
CMW,
Oblivians,
The Red Krayola,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Country Teasers,
The Remains,
Sandy B,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eric Dolphy,
Dual Sessions,
Harry Pussy,
Nik Kershaw,
The Names,
Todd Rundgren,
Lebanon Hanover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed,
Fluxion,
Cameo,
Procol Harum,
Con Funk Shun,
Television Personalities,
The Happenings,
the Normal,
The Fall,
Circle Jerks,
a-ha,
Icehouse,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonic Youth,
Fatback Band,
John Foxx,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eden Ahbez,
Amon Düül II,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Severed Heads,
H. Thieme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
The Divine Comedy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
B.T. Express,
Bauhaus,
Audionom,
Roger Hodgson,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.