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 Somalia and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joensuu 1685 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
June of 44,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Five Americans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
Joy Division,
The Residents,
The Gories,
Alphaville,
Silicon Teens,
The Golliwogs,
Bill Near,
Skarface,
Mantronix,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ituana,
Talk Talk,
Bush Tetras,
The Black Dice,
Jacques Brel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
cv313,
Graham Central Station,
Lalann,
Rosa Yemen,
Bluetip,
Scientists,
Wings,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Banda Bassotti,
UT,
Swell Maps,
The Techniques,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Grauzone,
Procol Harum,
The Remains,
Bobby Byrd,
John Coltrane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cymande,
Nick Fraelich,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sandy B,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bang On A Can,
Alton Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Isaac Hayes,
Josef K,
Moebius,
Todd Terry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.