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 Lithuania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 New York and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Bronski Beat,
June of 44,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Grass Roots,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Moss Icon,
Iggy Pop,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sister Nancy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Copeland,
Lee Hazlewood,
Erykah Badu,
Tubeway Army,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rekid,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Foxx,
The Mummies,
Eddi Front,
Barbara Tucker,
Grey Daturas,
Agitation Free,
Gabor Szabo,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
Buzzcocks,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Underground Resistance,
Yazoo,
Byron Stingily,
The Tremeloes,
The Cure,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anthony Braxton,
Glambeats Corp.,
Faust,
Sun City Girls,
Von Mondo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dead C,
T.S.O.L.,
Sex Pistols,
Ken Boothe,
The Divine Comedy,
Stereo Dub,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Green,
Wings,
The Remains,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
Bang On A Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hardrive,
Kerri Chandler,
the Human League,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.