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 Ireland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Kerrie Biddell to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Susan Cadogan,
the Association,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Slick Rick,
Kayak,
The Fugs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
Roxette,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sound Behaviour,
Pole,
Terry Callier,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter and Kerry,
Marmalade,
Gang of Four,
The Music Machine,
OOIOO,
The Doors,
Fear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joy Division,
Qualms,
Yellowson,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Kurtis Blow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Normal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Index,
Hasil Adkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Faust,
The Victims,
Barry Ungar,
New Age Steppers,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Niagra,
Blossom Toes,
Alice Coltrane,
Al Stewart,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Slits,
Country Teasers,
Black Pus,
Q and Not U,
June Days,
Organ,
Young Marble Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monolake,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.