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 Japan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scan 7,
Gabor Szabo,
Slave,
Massinfluence,
the Association,
Y Pants,
OOIOO,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alice Coltrane,
Ronnie Foster,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eden Ahbez,
Minor Threat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Judy Mowatt,
The Electric Prunes,
Arab on Radar,
Buzzcocks,
Shoche,
Sun City Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Kas Product,
Mad Mike,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Kinks,
Archie Shepp,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Saints,
Erykah Badu,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David McCallum,
Technova,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Sun Ra,
Cal Tjader,
Echospace,
T. Rex,
Lebanon Hanover,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Faust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drexciya,
Crash Course in Science,
Sex Pistols,
H. Thieme,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.