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 Egypt and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Gabor Szabo to the electroclash 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Talk Talk,
Model 500,
Eric Dolphy,
Ornette Coleman,
Gichy Dan,
The Remains,
Rosa Yemen,
Flipper,
The Mummies,
Blossom Toes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kas Product,
Sam Rivers,
The Mojo Men,
Moss Icon,
Piero Umiliani,
Rakim,
Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Stiv Bators,
Black Pus,
Reuben Wilson,
Roxette,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
48th St. Collective,
Ultravox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
U.S. Maple,
Chris & Cosey,
Tomorrow,
June Days,
Popol Vuh,
Peter & Gordon,
Hardrive,
Kaleidoscope,
R.M.O.,
Robert Wyatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
Barbara Tucker,
Neu!,
Jandek,
Ossler,
The Alarm Clocks,
James White and The Blacks,
Ohio Players,
UT,
Carl Craig,
Groovy Waters,
Warren Ellis,
Kerri Chandler,
New Age Steppers,
Grauzone,
Arab on Radar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.