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 Ukraine and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Qualms to the crunk 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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Jerry's Kids,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flash Fearless,
Excepter,
The Angels of Light,
Roger Hodgson,
Junior Murvin,
Absolute Body Control,
Deakin,
Joy Division,
The Fire Engines,
CMW,
Donald Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Loose Ends,
The Vogues,
The United States of America,
Black Moon,
Alison Limerick,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
Minor Threat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James White and The Blacks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Hood,
Cybotron,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sight & Sound,
Khruangbin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Angry Samoans,
Kaleidoscope,
Theoretical Girls,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Associates,
Anakelly,
Jandek,
Maurizio,
U.S. Maple,
The Kinks,
New Age Steppers,
Warsaw,
the Soft Cell,
Lalann,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gap Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.