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 Sri Lanka and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sällskapet to the dance 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar 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 linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Procol Harum,
In Retrospect,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nirvana,
Rapeman,
Ronnie Foster,
Unrelated Segments,
Thompson Twins,
Mantronix,
Monolake,
Pagans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visage,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Normal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soulsonic Force,
Echospace,
Iggy Pop,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sound Behaviour,
The Mojo Men,
The Techniques,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
Royal Trux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Prince Buster,
Donald Byrd,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
The Velvet Underground,
Siglo XX,
Mo-Dettes,
The Smoke,
Cameo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
K-Klass,
Zero Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
Man Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Guru Guru,
The Smiths,
Shoche,
Camouflage,
John Holt,
Boredoms,
The Evens,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalo Schifrin,
Index,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.