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 Haiti and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Fad Gadget to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
Ponytail,
Silicon Teens,
Slave,
K-Klass,
Cal Tjader,
Al Stewart,
La Düsseldorf,
The Motions,
Urselle,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gladiators,
Scientists,
Avey Tare,
Brand Nubian,
Country Teasers,
Flash Fearless,
The Buckinghams,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
Laurel Aitken,
Ronnie Foster,
DJ Sneak,
Rufus Thomas,
Toni Rubio,
EPMD,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerri Chandler,
Erasure,
Unrelated Segments,
Barrington Levy,
Joensuu 1685,
Depeche Mode,
The Wake,
The Real Kids,
The Pop Group,
Yazoo,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Eric B and Rakim,
Average White Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anthony Braxton,
Sam Rivers,
Byron Stingily,
Slick Rick,
Junior Murvin,
Franke,
The Names,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pole,
Can,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dead C,
H. Thieme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.