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 Ethiopia and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sällskapet to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gladiators,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Model 500,
UT,
Lindisfarne,
Crooked Eye,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tears for Fears,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Flag,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joy Division,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sun Ra,
Suicide,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
Shuggie Otis,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Animal Collective,
EPMD,
Japan,
Al Stewart,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Bronski Beat,
Minnie Riperton,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sandy B,
Eve St. Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roxy Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Outsiders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quando Quango,
Adolescents,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
T. Rex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Zapp,
Piero Umiliani,
Make Up,
Babytalk,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Qualms,
Albert Ayler,
AZ,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.