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 Ecuador and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Reuben Wilson to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Boogie Down Productions 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?
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson,
These Immortal Souls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Harry Pussy,
U.S. Maple,
Rufus Thomas,
Depeche Mode,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sight & Sound,
Chrome,
Dawn Penn,
Yellowson,
Bootsy Collins,
Colin Newman,
Parry Music,
Nick Fraelich,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges,
Siglo XX,
Livin' Joy,
The Vogues,
The Music Machine,
ABC,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minny Pops,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cybotron,
Black Sheep,
The Angels of Light,
Sixth Finger,
The Tremeloes,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
The United States of America,
Aaron Thompson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
Grey Daturas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
Los Fastidios,
Groovy Waters,
Hasil Adkins,
Ponytail,
Infiniti,
The Five Americans,
Drive Like Jehu,
Trumans Water,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wings,
Ultra Naté,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter and Kerry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.