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 Mauritania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Isaac Hayes to the electroclash 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deakin,
Duran Duran,
Procol Harum,
Erasure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Patti Smith,
Royal Trux,
The Star Department,
Panda Bear,
Fluxion,
Television,
T. Rex,
Little Man,
Section 25,
This Heat,
Judy Mowatt,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chrome,
The Monks,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter and Kerry,
Connie Case,
Ten City,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minutemen,
Deadbeat,
Black Pus,
Au Pairs,
The Buckinghams,
Andrew Hill,
The Vogues,
Spandau Ballet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Clear Light,
Television Personalities,
Arab on Radar,
The Tremeloes,
Joyce Sims,
Kurtis Blow,
These Immortal Souls,
Scientists,
Make Up,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Surgeon,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magma,
Pantaleimon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Faust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eli Mardock,
June Days,
The Moleskins,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.