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 Latvia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Amon Düül to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Deakin,
MC5,
Grey Daturas,
Susan Cadogan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Duran Duran,
The Tremeloes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Reuben Wilson,
David Axelrod,
John Cale,
The American Breed,
Eddi Front,
Robert Wyatt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tears for Fears,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Last Poets,
Steve Hackett,
Sam Rivers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
Altered Images,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Graham Central Station,
The Motions,
Sun Ra,
Surgeon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Wake,
The Names,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rites of Spring,
Judy Mowatt,
Sonic Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultra Naté,
Letta Mbulu,
Eurythmics,
the Normal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fortunes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jeff Mills,
Zapp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
Joey Negro,
The Standells,
Scan 7,
Marvin Gaye,
The Golliwogs,
Howard Jones,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.