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 Azerbaijan and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobby Sherman to the disco 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
Piero Umiliani,
Dawn Penn,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neu!,
Accadde A,
Lou Christie,
Skriet,
Heaven 17,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
Sight & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Sound Behaviour,
Erykah Badu,
Letta Mbulu,
Harry Pussy,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cramps,
Quantec,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cybotron,
Parry Music,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Half Japanese,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Mars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aaron Thompson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crash Course in Science,
June of 44,
The Blackbyrds,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
John Lydon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joensuu 1685,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Evens,
The Fall,
Rapeman,
This Heat,
Cymande,
Camouflage,
Gabor Szabo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Moleskins,
Reuben Wilson,
Electric Prunes,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.