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 Georgia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Black Flag to the dance 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Laurel Aitken,
Lower 48,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
L. Decosne,
Wings,
H. Thieme,
The Motions,
Unwound,
Patti Smith,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Suicide,
Rapeman,
Joey Negro,
Alison Limerick,
Deakin,
Moby Grape,
JFA,
Scientists,
Nirvana,
World's Most,
Radiohead,
The Golliwogs,
Little Man,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flipper,
Minnie Riperton,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Arthur Verocai,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Toni Rubio,
Qualms,
Kayak,
A Certain Ratio,
Adolescents,
X-101,
Pylon,
Quando Quango,
Swell Maps,
the Human League,
Don Cherry,
The Star Department,
Faraquet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Silicon Teens,
The Offenders,
Guru Guru,
Black Flag,
Harmonia,
Tommy Roe,
Surgeon,
Inner City,
Oblivians,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.