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 Cuba and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Kayak to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
The Index,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The J.B.'s,
Model 500,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
Cluster,
Q and Not U,
The United States of America,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Shadows of Knight,
Procol Harum,
The Young Rascals,
MC5,
Talk Talk,
Fear,
Sound Behaviour,
Pole,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fall,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang of Four,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Bad Manners,
Electric Prunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radiohead,
Freddie Wadling,
The Leaves,
Marc Almond,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Invisible,
Steve Hackett,
Funky Four + One,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bootsy Collins,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Siglo XX,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cramps,
Rhythm & Sound,
Liliput,
Stetsasonic,
The Sonics,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Toni Rubio,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.