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 Finland and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marmalade to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Procol Harum,
Outsiders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monks,
Colin Newman,
Theoretical Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Public Enemy,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Byrd,
Scan 7,
Minnie Riperton,
Infiniti,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
LL Cool J,
T. Rex,
Howard Jones,
The Gun Club,
The Skatalites,
Brothers Johnson,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scientists,
Index,
Kurtis Blow,
The Count Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Von Mondo,
Barrington Levy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Suburban Knight,
Pere Ubu,
John Cale,
Aural Exciters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
Nick Fraelich,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Wings,
Goldenarms,
Bill Wells,
Lee Hazlewood,
Q and Not U,
Lindisfarne,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
Pylon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gong,
Black Sheep,
Rites of Spring,
Throbbing Gristle,
Section 25,
Albert Ayler,
The Motions,
Half Japanese,
Flash Fearless,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ten City,
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.