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 Ghana and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 Absolute Body Control to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Organ,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Scrapy,
The Move,
Colin Newman,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
Toni Rubio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Simply Red,
David Bowie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ronan,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Rundgren,
Moby Grape,
The Raincoats,
The Fugs,
Lucky Dragons,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Grass Roots,
Ponytail,
Wasted Youth,
Lungfish,
Amon Düül,
The Tremeloes,
Davy DMX,
The J.B.'s,
Q and Not U,
Vladislav Delay,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Techniques,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris Corsano,
Rekid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed,
The Gap Band,
The Cure,
Kaleidoscope,
Reuben Wilson,
Japan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Khruangbin,
Pantaleimon,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Fraelich,
Heaven 17,
Urselle,
Roxy Music,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.