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 Uzbekistan and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yaz to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Peter & Gordon,
The Smiths,
World's Most,
Khruangbin,
Amon Düül,
Bill Near,
Derrick Morgan,
Slick Rick,
Dennis Brown,
Lakeside,
The Golliwogs,
Bob Dylan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Al Stewart,
Cluster,
Vainqueur,
Spandau Ballet,
Letta Mbulu,
T.S.O.L.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Techniques,
Nik Kershaw,
the Germs,
The Buckinghams,
ABC,
Faraquet,
The Move,
R.M.O.,
Brass Construction,
Thee Headcoats,
Scientists,
Funky Four + One,
Eli Mardock,
Rites of Spring,
Con Funk Shun,
Camouflage,
Rekid,
Pylon,
Motorama,
Bootsy Collins,
Babytalk,
Urselle,
Mission of Burma,
Absolute Body Control,
X-Ray Spex,
Can,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ken Boothe,
The United States of America,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barclay James Harvest,
Morten Harket,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hashim,
Sun City Girls,
Drexciya,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Royal Trux,
Mars,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.