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 Thailand and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
the Sonics,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Wells,
Skarface,
Adolescents,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grauzone,
Wally Richardson,
Arab on Radar,
Parry Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soul II Soul,
Camouflage,
the Germs,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Blues Magoos,
Fat Boys,
Symarip,
Clear Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aswad,
Infiniti,
Godley & Creme,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Five Americans,
The Modern Lovers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Buckinghams,
Siglo XX,
Bronski Beat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
The Leaves,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Connie Case,
Wings,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hashim,
Black Pus,
Fluxion,
The Knickerbockers,
Bill Near,
Rakim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Albert Ayler,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fela Kuti,
10cc,
Simply Red,
Flash Fearless,
Rites of Spring,
La Düsseldorf,
Suicide,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.