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 Bahrain and from Mexico City.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Zero Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Angels of Light,
Thompson Twins,
Carl Craig,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Desert Stars,
The Sound,
Chris Corsano,
Pere Ubu,
Roxette,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
Rufus Thomas,
Pantaleimon,
Bobby Byrd,
Quantec,
Scrapy,
Joensuu 1685,
Sugar Minott,
Television,
Harry Pussy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Jawbox,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quando Quango,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
The Knickerbockers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bronski Beat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lucky Dragons,
Adolescents,
Mr. Review,
Sarah Menescal,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Age Steppers,
Heaven 17,
Alphaville,
London Community Gospel Choir,
One Last Wish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marine Girls,
Junior Murvin,
OOIOO,
Althea and Donna,
Parry Music,
Excepter,
Kurtis Blow,
Gabor Szabo,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Görl,
Erasure,
Stereo Dub,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Sonics,
The Skatalites,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.