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 Netherlands and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Index to the jazz 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Don Cherry,
Bill Wells,
Lakeside,
Danielle Patucci,
The Happenings,
The Names,
Jacob Miller,
Urselle,
Peter & Gordon,
Bauhaus,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Parrish,
Juan Atkins,
Absolute Body Control,
Kurtis Blow,
Charles Mingus,
Black Sheep,
James White and The Blacks,
La Düsseldorf,
China Crisis,
The Misunderstood,
X-102,
Accadde A,
The Star Department,
Livin' Joy,
Deakin,
The Young Rascals,
A Certain Ratio,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Ohio Players,
Connie Case,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Television Personalities,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lindisfarne,
Jeru the Damaja,
Trumans Water,
The Electric Prunes,
Kas Product,
The Moleskins,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gabor Szabo,
Bronski Beat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Mad Mike,
Pharoah Sanders,
Los Fastidios,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.