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 Chad and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 ABC to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
ABBA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Smog,
Minnie Riperton,
Parry Music,
Davy DMX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dead Boys,
Buzzcocks,
John Cale,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Erykah Badu,
The Index,
The Flesh Eaters,
T. Rex,
The Durutti Column,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
The Knickerbockers,
Susan Cadogan,
Adolescents,
Franke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Porter Ricks,
The Trojans,
Peter & Gordon,
June Days,
Oblivians,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Prunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Darondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Slits,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rotary Connection,
Blossom Toes,
Technova,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
The New Christs,
Schoolly D,
Alton Ellis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Gong,
Ice-T,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
CMW,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.