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 Vanuatu and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Eden Ahbez,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Standells,
Vainqueur,
Second Layer,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mantronix,
Wolf Eyes,
Grey Daturas,
Kerri Chandler,
Quantec,
Ornette Coleman,
Jandek,
Steve Hackett,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mad Mike,
Au Pairs,
Circle Jerks,
Eric Copeland,
Scrapy,
Heaven 17,
Basic Channel,
Fluxion,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Remains,
Warren Ellis,
The Star Department,
Reagan Youth,
Al Stewart,
Sun City Girls,
The Moleskins,
Ronnie Foster,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
Procol Harum,
Smog,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Knickerbockers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Whodini,
In Retrospect,
These Immortal Souls,
Arthur Verocai,
Hardrive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smoke,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.