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 Togo and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
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 harpsichord 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 Sun City Girls to the electroclash 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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Christie,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moleskins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pantytec,
Massinfluence,
The Fortunes,
Jacob Miller,
Rod Modell,
The Velvet Underground,
Can,
Nick Fraelich,
Davy DMX,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cameo,
Kurtis Blow,
The Kinks,
The Misunderstood,
Donny Hathaway,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Technova,
Glambeats Corp.,
Radiohead,
Moby Grape,
Buzzcocks,
The Standells,
The Blackbyrds,
The Smiths,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
DNA,
Oblivians,
X-102,
Von Mondo,
MDC,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cramps,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
Inner City,
Eddi Front,
The Young Rascals,
The Gladiators,
Dead Boys,
The Slackers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eurythmics,
The Moody Blues,
Pet Shop Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Public Enemy,
The Blues Magoos,
Cybotron,
Nik Kershaw,
Josef K,
Drive Like Jehu,
Royal Trux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.