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 Nicaragua and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Wasted Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
X-102,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
Banda Bassotti,
Fat Boys,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
In Retrospect,
LL Cool J,
China Crisis,
Masters at Work,
The Count Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Drexciya,
Niagra,
Thompson Twins,
John Foxx,
Echospace,
Boz Scaggs,
Patti Smith,
Radio Birdman,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Skriet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pierre Henry,
Duran Duran,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
The Neon Judgement,
Marcia Griffiths,
Parry Music,
Bobby Byrd,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Janne Schatter,
Rakim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Kinks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wire,
the Germs,
the Bar-Kays,
Royal Trux,
Jerry's Kids,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiohead,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.