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 Burkina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 ABBA to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
48th St. Collective,
Oblivians,
Dual Sessions,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Mills,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yazoo,
Tom Boy,
the Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
The Moody Blues,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yaz,
John Coltrane,
Television,
Joe Smooth,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
Dave Gahan,
AZ,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Isaac Hayes,
Crime,
The J.B.'s,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Visage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slackers,
Cheater Slicks,
The Velvet Underground,
Faust,
L. Decosne,
Pantytec,
Lungfish,
Marvin Gaye,
Yellowson,
Shuggie Otis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ohio Players,
Magma,
Matthew Bourne,
Mark Hollis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thee Headcoats,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fatback Band,
H. Thieme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Derrick Morgan,
The Happenings,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.