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 Cuba and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin 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 Harpers Bizarre to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Judy Mowatt,
Sun Ra,
Yazoo,
Man Parrish,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Skatalites,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Almond,
The Doors,
Average White Band,
Niagra,
Robert Görl,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Last Poets,
JFA,
Tres Demented,
Grandmaster Flash,
Maleditus Sound,
Roxy Music,
The Electric Prunes,
Wolf Eyes,
Slick Rick,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oblivians,
Eden Ahbez,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
The Standells,
Roxette,
The Moleskins,
Albert Ayler,
Talk Talk,
Harmonia,
The Fuzztones,
MDC,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
OOIOO,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drexciya,
Rotary Connection,
The Dave Clark Five,
Althea and Donna,
Thompson Twins,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Man Eating Sloth,
Negative Approach,
the Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
The Count Five,
Make Up,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
Leonard Cohen,
E-Dancer,
The Golliwogs,
The Gladiators,
Joensuu 1685,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.