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 Chad and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar 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 Pantytec to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dark Day,
Tomorrow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
Hoover,
Kaleidoscope,
the Swans,
Monks,
Black Sheep,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fela Kuti,
Boredoms,
Tommy Roe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chrome,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Golliwogs,
L. Decosne,
Donny Hathaway,
The Grass Roots,
Television,
Clear Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Malaria!,
Theoretical Girls,
The Moody Blues,
Maurizio,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed,
June Days,
Barbara Tucker,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bronski Beat,
Massinfluence,
Terrestrial Tones,
Yaz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Smooth,
Don Cherry,
Schoolly D,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Judy Mowatt,
Joensuu 1685,
Sixth Finger,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Spoonie Gee,
Stiv Bators,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Q65,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.