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 Argentina and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amazonics to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Scratch Acid,
Average White Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Joensuu 1685,
Reagan Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Young Marble Giants,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxy Music,
Moss Icon,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Soft Cell,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Harry Pussy,
Bob Dylan,
Lungfish,
L. Decosne,
Deakin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Soulsonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
Rotary Connection,
Lower 48,
Bizarre Inc.,
Metal Thangz,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
MC5,
Ituana,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Ronan,
Funky Four + One,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Glenn Branca,
Bill Wells,
Oneida,
Wings,
The Misunderstood,
Quantec,
Jacob Miller,
Tomorrow,
the Swans,
Alison Limerick,
The Sonics,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.