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 Montenegro and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Rotary Connection 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Ornette Coleman,
Nils Olav,
Fat Boys,
Delta 5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Eden Ahbez,
a-ha,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Slick Rick,
Sound Behaviour,
New Order,
The Associates,
Laurel Aitken,
The Residents,
Unwound,
Prince Buster,
Procol Harum,
Al Stewart,
Camberwell Now,
The Remains,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
KRS-One,
Gang Green,
Half Japanese,
Marmalade,
Jacob Miller,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy Collins,
World's Most,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arcadia,
Scrapy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection,
The Black Dice,
Animal Collective,
Suicide,
Oblivians,
Vainqueur,
Donald Byrd,
Jerry's Kids,
EPMD,
Jeff Lynne,
The Toasters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grauzone,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
Scratch Acid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
The Golliwogs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Skarface,
L. Decosne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.