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 Bahamas and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Holger Czukay 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the grime 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Fall,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eurythmics,
Warsaw,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Panda Bear,
MDC,
The Monks,
David McCallum,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quando Quango,
Young Marble Giants,
the Normal,
Stockholm Monsters,
Desert Stars,
The Last Poets,
Kurtis Blow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cabaret Voltaire,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minnie Riperton,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian,
Whodini,
Black Flag,
Scion,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Harmonia,
June of 44,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sparks,
Cal Tjader,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Newcleus,
Mark Hollis,
Drexciya,
The Stooges,
Al Stewart,
Parry Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siglo XX,
Jeff Lynne,
Intrusion,
The Star Department,
Sandy B,
Negative Approach,
Aloha Tigers,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.