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 Zimbabwe and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Five Americans to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mantronix,
The Fuzztones,
China Crisis,
Tears for Fears,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
Minny Pops,
Stereo Dub,
Cal Tjader,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
L. Decosne,
The Gories,
Joe Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Spandau Ballet,
Depeche Mode,
The Sound,
Brass Construction,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra,
Black Bananas,
Nirvana,
This Heat,
Josef K,
Donald Byrd,
the Sonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arab on Radar,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Heaven 17,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Moody Blues,
Dark Day,
Soft Cell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Q65,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Los Fastidios,
Moss Icon,
Shuggie Otis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Age Steppers,
The Electric Prunes,
EPMD,
The Blackbyrds,
Au Pairs,
Dennis Brown,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ice-T,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.