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 Slovakia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 T. Rex to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Wings,
D'Angelo,
The Monochrome Set,
Procol Harum,
H. Thieme,
T. Rex,
Urselle,
Organ,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crooked Eye,
Black Bananas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Todd Rundgren,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Trumans Water,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nico,
Pagans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blossom Toes,
Ten City,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Lalann,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Flag,
Pet Shop Boys,
Technova,
Brand Nubian,
Rekid,
Ronan,
the Sonics,
Make Up,
The Young Rascals,
Visage,
Byron Stingily,
The Golliwogs,
Liliput,
Ralphi Rosario,
Piero Umiliani,
Second Layer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Morten Harket,
ABBA,
Sound Behaviour,
Simply Red,
World's Most,
Ultra Naté,
Bauhaus,
Ultravox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boz Scaggs,
The Buckinghams,
F. McDonald,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.