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 Bulgaria and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Marmalade to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Kas Product,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
Inner City,
Todd Rundgren,
Make Up,
Bootsy Collins,
Scrapy,
Juan Atkins,
Unwound,
Steve Hackett,
Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
the Association,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
Von Mondo,
The Residents,
Agitation Free,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
Lalann,
The New Christs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
Tom Boy,
Minny Pops,
Wire,
Deakin,
Brick,
Tropical Tobacco,
Subhumans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
The Real Kids,
Supertramp,
Alice Coltrane,
Graham Central Station,
Swell Maps,
Moby Grape,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Vogues,
Kenny Larkin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ludus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Adolescents,
Amon Düül II,
The Cramps,
Crime,
Hoover,
Los Fastidios,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Flag,
June of 44,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.