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 Turkmenistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Knickerbockers to the techno 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Television,
The Martian,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
Lyres,
Gong,
Echospace,
Qualms,
the Soft Cell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Loose Ends,
U.S. Maple,
The Searchers,
Leonard Cohen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Michelle Simonal,
The Pretty Things,
Young Marble Giants,
Television Personalities,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Normal,
The Slackers,
Masters at Work,
Infiniti,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Flag,
Unrelated Segments,
Pagans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wally Richardson,
Blancmange,
The Five Americans,
Rod Modell,
The Seeds,
John Holt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Angels of Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Idris Muhammad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
Von Mondo,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Hill,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Certain Ratio,
Isaac Hayes,
Reagan Youth,
Mantronix,
Nirvana,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.