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 El Salvador and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Terry Callier to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar 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 mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Graham Central Station,
The Sonics,
Bang On A Can,
Scratch Acid,
Iggy Pop,
EPMD,
Warsaw,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DJ Sneak,
Wolf Eyes,
Lindisfarne,
Eden Ahbez,
Ludus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Monochrome Set,
Sam Rivers,
Erasure,
Scan 7,
David McCallum,
Thompson Twins,
Lungfish,
Patti Smith,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
K-Klass,
The Doors,
The United States of America,
Boz Scaggs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
B.T. Express,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
Bluetip,
Nirvana,
Eddi Front,
Jerry's Kids,
Motorama,
Deakin,
The Slackers,
Ultravox,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Morten Harket,
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Womack,
Aswad,
Sun Ra,
Hoover,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ponytail,
Mandrill,
Sister Nancy,
Procol Harum,
Robert Görl,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
CMW,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.