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 Fiji and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 guitar 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 Sight & Sound to the grunge 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
The Knickerbockers,
Kas Product,
Cal Tjader,
Altered Images,
Donald Byrd,
Severed Heads,
Fluxion,
The Raincoats,
Hoover,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fugazi,
10cc,
Erykah Badu,
the Bar-Kays,
Popol Vuh,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Davy DMX,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Byron Stingily,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Little Man,
Ronan,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eli Mardock,
Shoche,
The Techniques,
Minnie Riperton,
The Happenings,
Ronnie Foster,
The Busters,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
Pere Ubu,
Blossom Toes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dawn Penn,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lou Christie,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David McCallum,
Wally Richardson,
ABBA,
MDC,
Marcia Griffiths,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Josef K,
Funky Four + One,
U.S. Maple,
Malaria!,
Schoolly D,
Robert Görl,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Rundgren,
Television Personalities,
Organ,
Moebius,
Max Romeo,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.