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 Turkey and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the dance 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gun Club,
Juan Atkins,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joy Division,
Toni Rubio,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Bourne,
B.T. Express,
Man Parrish,
Cheater Slicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Steve Hackett,
Anthony Braxton,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joensuu 1685,
LL Cool J,
Roy Ayers,
Au Pairs,
Make Up,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gichy Dan,
Supertramp,
Livin' Joy,
KRS-One,
Pussy Galore,
The Kinks,
ABC,
Flash Fearless,
Faust,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Hood,
The Cramps,
FM Einheit,
Bronski Beat,
The Names,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The J.B.'s,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Remains,
China Crisis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sight & Sound,
Gang of Four,
Dark Day,
Y Pants,
UT,
Sam Rivers,
The Beau Brummels,
Donny Hathaway,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Section 25,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Albert Ayler,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.