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 Dominican Republic and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Roxette,
Nas,
Minnie Riperton,
Cheater Slicks,
Suburban Knight,
Section 25,
The Cowsills,
Barrington Levy,
Black Moon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Theoretical Girls,
Roxy Music,
David Axelrod,
The Pretty Things,
Peter and Kerry,
Brand Nubian,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
Television Personalities,
the Sonics,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Audionom,
Derrick Morgan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Hill,
Quadrant,
Brick,
Roy Ayers,
Stiv Bators,
Deadbeat,
The Modern Lovers,
Rites of Spring,
Aswad,
Lee Hazlewood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
LL Cool J,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mandrill,
The Black Dice,
Niagra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Don Cherry,
Angry Samoans,
The Five Americans,
Rapeman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Porter Ricks,
Infiniti,
Hashim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wasted Youth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.