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 Monaco and from Beijing.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 Altered Images to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Robert Görl,
Moebius,
Peter & Gordon,
Can,
Section 25,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Popol Vuh,
The Gories,
Excepter,
Yellowson,
Pantaleimon,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hardrive,
Tommy Roe,
The Invisible,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skaos,
Bronski Beat,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Bill Near,
Glambeats Corp.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
Nils Olav,
The Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
the Slits,
World's Most,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fortunes,
Gichy Dan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hot Snakes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Matthew Halsall,
La Düsseldorf,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dead Boys,
Ludus,
Panda Bear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rod Modell,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
Zapp,
The Dave Clark Five,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.