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 Azerbaijan and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Television 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Pulsallama,
Harmonia,
Robert Wyatt,
Tubeway Army,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visage,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ludus,
Frankie Knuckles,
Vainqueur,
Sam Rivers,
DJ Sneak,
Rapeman,
Los Fastidios,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Accadde A,
Gabor Szabo,
Rekid,
Lindisfarne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Byron Stingily,
Jeff Lynne,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Görl,
John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Little Man,
James White and The Blacks,
Yaz,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Toni Rubio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sugar Minott,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
The Last Poets,
Roxy Music,
DJ Style,
Morten Harket,
DNA,
Mantronix,
Qualms,
Skaos,
Unrelated Segments,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cybotron,
Fear,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül,
Piero Umiliani,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.