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 Pakistan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 theremin 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 UT to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
The Real Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Reagan Youth,
Minor Threat,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
China Crisis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
John Foxx,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Christie,
Deadbeat,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Mojo Men,
Ten City,
The J.B.'s,
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mission of Burma,
Gong,
Camouflage,
Shoche,
The Divine Comedy,
Judy Mowatt,
Sällskapet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Velvet Underground,
Iggy Pop,
Goldenarms,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
F. McDonald,
Juan Atkins,
Public Enemy,
Ludus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Main Source,
Joe Finger,
MDC,
Maleditus Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Con Funk Shun,
The Golliwogs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
A Certain Ratio,
Eve St. Jones,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
Blossom Toes,
The Techniques,
Trumans Water,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Outsiders,
Easy Going,
Marmalade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Public Image Ltd.,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.