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 Hungary and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thee Headcoats to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Little Man,
The Happenings,
Jimmy McGriff,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
The Wake,
Junior Murvin,
Lyres,
The Tremeloes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warren Ellis,
Gong,
Sun Ra,
Guru Guru,
Rotary Connection,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pagans,
The Standells,
The Real Kids,
Yellowson,
Yusef Lateef,
Lungfish,
Public Enemy,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reuben Wilson,
Minutemen,
Technova,
Bobby Womack,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
Ludus,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Interpol,
Reagan Youth,
Glambeats Corp.,
One Last Wish,
Bob Dylan,
The Pretty Things,
Byron Stingily,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Silicon Teens,
the Swans,
Los Fastidios,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eden Ahbez,
The Music Machine,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Television Personalities,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.