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 Libya and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Traffic Nightmare to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roxette,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Godley & Creme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Das Ding,
Rites of Spring,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Mummies,
Mo-Dettes,
Terry Callier,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman,
Joensuu 1685,
Skaos,
Von Mondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rod Modell,
Fugazi,
Suburban Knight,
The Busters,
X-Ray Spex,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Normal,
The Zeros,
L. Decosne,
Eric Copeland,
The Barracudas,
F. McDonald,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fat Boys,
a-ha,
The Sound,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quando Quango,
Accadde A,
The Red Krayola,
Boredoms,
The Evens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maleditus Sound,
Slave,
Ronnie Foster,
Danielle Patucci,
Alice Coltrane,
Pussy Galore,
Pantaleimon,
Liliput,
Unwound,
Donald Byrd,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cymande,
Jacques Brel,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.