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 Taiwan and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes 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 JFA to the jazz 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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Surgeon,
Brass Construction,
Livin' Joy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camouflage,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Graham Central Station,
Shuggie Otis,
The Associates,
Hardrive,
UT,
Interpol,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers,
The Monochrome Set,
Das Ding,
The Buckinghams,
Loose Ends,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Al Stewart,
Bob Dylan,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Pus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Quando Quango,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kenny Larkin,
Althea and Donna,
Scientists,
Heaven 17,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Smiths,
Y Pants,
Eddi Front,
Josef K,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Evens,
Matthew Bourne,
Joe Finger,
Dead Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arcadia,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.