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 Singapore and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Moleskins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Brick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hasil Adkins,
Joyce Sims,
Morten Harket,
Eve St. Jones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen,
Malaria!,
Depeche Mode,
B.T. Express,
Metal Thangz,
E-Dancer,
Silicon Teens,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
Symarip,
Roger Hodgson,
Al Stewart,
Slick Rick,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Youth Brigade,
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
Lightning Bolt,
Derrick May,
Jeff Mills,
The Saints,
David Axelrod,
La Düsseldorf,
Ohio Players,
The Moody Blues,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Wings,
Minnie Riperton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Circle Jerks,
The Slackers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Raincoats,
Duran Duran,
The Black Dice,
The Smoke,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker,
Livin' Joy,
The Modern Lovers,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Jacques Brel,
the Swans,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.