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 London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Drexciya,
Nick Fraelich,
Smog,
a-ha,
Moebius,
Japan,
Patti Smith,
Howard Jones,
Ice-T,
Intrusion,
Shoche,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Names,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
The Seeds,
Suburban Knight,
Ludus,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
H. Thieme,
The Slits,
Sandy B,
The Evens,
Fluxion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Womack,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dave Gahan,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Leaves,
JFA,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
Eric Dolphy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lakeside,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Cell,
Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantaleimon,
Andrew Hill,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Glenn Branca,
Suicide,
Nils Olav,
Trumans Water,
Neu!,
Susan Cadogan,
Ronnie Foster,
Los Fastidios,
Lindisfarne,
The Music Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Organ,
Minor Threat,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cramps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.