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 Andorra and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Camouflage to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
David McCallum,
Section 25,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
The Human League,
The Victims,
Panda Bear,
Fela Kuti,
DJ Style,
the Fania All-Stars,
David Bowie,
Arcadia,
Chris Corsano,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brass Construction,
The Fortunes,
Das Ding,
Jandek,
The Young Rascals,
Pagans,
Bluetip,
Stockholm Monsters,
LL Cool J,
The Cramps,
KRS-One,
New Age Steppers,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Move,
Adolescents,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sight & Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
Bob Dylan,
Heaven 17,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Green,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Magma,
Howard Jones,
Charles Mingus,
Morten Harket,
DJ Sneak,
Jerry's Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Velvet Underground,
The Techniques,
Ralphi Rosario,
B.T. Express,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.