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 the UAE and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Victims to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slits,
Quadrant,
Wire,
Unrelated Segments,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
The Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Henry Cow,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Move,
a-ha,
Average White Band,
Blossom Toes,
Panda Bear,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Moby Grape,
New York Dolls,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Real Kids,
Organ,
The Wake,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Clear Light,
David Bowie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Birthday Party,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantytec,
Fugazi,
Toni Rubio,
Bad Manners,
Flash Fearless,
The Litter,
David Axelrod,
Barry Ungar,
X-102,
Minnie Riperton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erykah Badu,
The Searchers,
Zapp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Parrish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chris Corsano,
The Skatalites,
The Raincoats,
Sugar Minott,
D'Angelo,
Icehouse,
Maurizio,
Soft Cell,
Dave Gahan,
Brand Nubian,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.