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 Bahamas and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Echospace 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Sam Rivers,
Moss Icon,
Fluxion,
Ornette Coleman,
Flipper,
Grauzone,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Lyres,
Marine Girls,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Banda Bassotti,
John Lydon,
The Leaves,
Bill Near,
Nas,
New Order,
Drexciya,
Boz Scaggs,
AZ,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ossler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Loose Ends,
The Walker Brothers,
Gang Green,
Andrew Hill,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
Sight & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Slick Rick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Can,
Gang Starr,
Echospace,
Sun City Girls,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks,
Whodini,
Steve Hackett,
Clear Light,
Jerry's Kids,
Moby Grape,
Terrestrial Tones,
Donald Byrd,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.