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 Madagascar and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 UT to the jazz 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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funky Four + One,
Fat Boys,
Boredoms,
Fad Gadget,
Aloha Tigers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Ronan,
The Knickerbockers,
48th St. Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Half Japanese,
Ludus,
KRS-One,
The Last Poets,
Dawn Penn,
Terry Callier,
Lakeside,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eve St. Jones,
Suicide,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Searchers,
Robert Hood,
Zero Boys,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thee Headcoats,
Trumans Water,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young,
The United States of America,
H. Thieme,
New Age Steppers,
Bill Near,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
The Young Rascals,
Con Funk Shun,
Althea and Donna,
Country Teasers,
Visage,
Kaleidoscope,
Subhumans,
Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
Sexual Harrassment,
Girls At Our Best!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Absolute Body Control,
Monolake,
Malaria!,
Todd Rundgren,
Susan Cadogan,
Desert Stars,
Moby Grape,
Warren Ellis,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.