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 Lyon.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mars to the disco 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Alphaville,
Traffic Nightmare,
X-101,
Bobby Byrd,
Alice Coltrane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Aaron Thompson,
Los Fastidios,
the Swans,
Jawbox,
Television,
The Beau Brummels,
PIL,
Hoover,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fortunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vladislav Delay,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Machine,
Bad Manners,
Eli Mardock,
Amazonics,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
Neil Young,
Japan,
Massinfluence,
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
Yellowson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Five Americans,
Buzzcocks,
Malaria!,
The Real Kids,
The Gories,
Marvin Gaye,
DJ Sneak,
Archie Shepp,
ABBA,
Minutemen,
Minor Threat,
Laurel Aitken,
Funky Four + One,
Bush Tetras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
OOIOO,
Banda Bassotti,
Y Pants,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Roxy Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.