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 Bangladesh and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 David Bowie to the rock 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Absolute Body Control,
Eric Copeland,
Lungfish,
48th St. Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shuggie Otis,
U.S. Maple,
Cluster,
H. Thieme,
Pantaleimon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
The J.B.'s,
Toni Rubio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neu!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Severed Heads,
Rhythm & Sound,
Franke,
Essential Logic,
Youth Brigade,
Man Eating Sloth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Animal Collective,
Warsaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Goldenarms,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Piero Umiliani,
Banda Bassotti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rekid,
Joyce Sims,
Chrome,
Harpers Bizarre,
Half Japanese,
Skaos,
Metal Thangz,
Donny Hathaway,
Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
Faraquet,
OOIOO,
In Retrospect,
Steve Hackett,
Joe Finger,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Con Funk Shun,
Alison Limerick,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.