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 Chad and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rotary Connection to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Accadde A,
Warsaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Ituana,
The Moleskins,
New Order,
Lalann,
Brand Nubian,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Depeche Mode,
The Smiths,
Ohio Players,
Nas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soul II Soul,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Sex Pistols,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ultra Naté,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
Metal Thangz,
Guru Guru,
Skaos,
Sonny Sharrock,
Whodini,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rod Modell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hot Snakes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Carl Craig,
Erykah Badu,
Ponytail,
Kaleidoscope,
Television Personalities,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Happenings,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Motions,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fall,
Maleditus Sound,
Yellowson,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.