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 Gambia and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator 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 Cecil Taylor to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Lightning Bolt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lalann,
Rakim,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
Blossom Toes,
The Grass Roots,
Gang Starr,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris Corsano,
Mantronix,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Spandau Ballet,
Nico,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
A Certain Ratio,
Jacques Brel,
U.S. Maple,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Saints,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dual Sessions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
X-102,
AZ,
Aswad,
Marine Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aural Exciters,
Bluetip,
Slick Rick,
The Detroit Cobras,
DJ Sneak,
Camouflage,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
The Blackbyrds,
Newcleus,
Ultravox,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
Bad Manners,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tommy Roe,
The Barracudas,
Ossler,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
48th St. Collective,
The Names,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.