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 Lithuania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dorothy Ashby to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aloha Tigers,
OOIOO,
U.S. Maple,
Albert Ayler,
the Association,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roxy Music,
Jeff Lynne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skriet,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hot Snakes,
The United States of America,
The Angels of Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Angry Samoans,
Black Pus,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
The Searchers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Kinks,
Brick,
Suicide,
Gabor Szabo,
The Offenders,
Fat Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Second Layer,
The Blues Magoos,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Near,
Terry Callier,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warsaw,
Clear Light,
Suburban Knight,
Wasted Youth,
Radiohead,
8 Eyed Spy,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Erasure,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Panda Bear,
Groovy Waters,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Depeche Mode,
Lalo Schifrin,
CMW,
cv313,
Erykah Badu,
Minny Pops,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.