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 China and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nick Fraelich to the punk 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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Youth Brigade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Scientists,
Rekid,
Yaz,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New Age Steppers,
ABC,
Rapeman,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed,
Alton Ellis,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
Brass Construction,
Urselle,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultravox,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hot Snakes,
the Association,
Nick Fraelich,
KRS-One,
Black Sheep,
Outsiders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dawn Penn,
The Golliwogs,
Glenn Branca,
Fela Kuti,
Bang On A Can,
Mr. Review,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Motions,
The Associates,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eurythmics,
The Black Dice,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vainqueur,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.