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 Oman and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 Albert Ayler to the punk 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bush Tetras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Adolescents,
Eden Ahbez,
Joey Negro,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
Bobby Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Peter and Kerry,
Aloha Tigers,
Gabor Szabo,
ABBA,
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton,
Siglo XX,
The Blues Magoos,
The Techniques,
The Fortunes,
Pylon,
Icehouse,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Franke,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Christie,
L. Decosne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sonic Youth,
Second Layer,
China Crisis,
Surgeon,
Depeche Mode,
Scion,
Moby Grape,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cymande,
Japan,
Yazoo,
Porter Ricks,
Quantec,
Sparks,
Spoonie Gee,
John Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kenny Larkin,
Junior Murvin,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Martian,
Minnie Riperton,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brand Nubian,
Eurythmics,
Steve Hackett,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.