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 Mexico and from Milan.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Evens to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ice-T,
The Smoke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kayak,
Saccharine Trust,
48th St. Collective,
Average White Band,
The Golliwogs,
The Blues Magoos,
Theoretical Girls,
The Pop Group,
Desert Stars,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
the Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
The Fortunes,
Talk Talk,
Vainqueur,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultravox,
Sound Behaviour,
Barry Ungar,
Eric Dolphy,
Nirvana,
Guru Guru,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bad Manners,
June Days,
Matthew Bourne,
The Velvet Underground,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quando Quango,
Piero Umiliani,
The Vogues,
Kas Product,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stiv Bators,
The Zeros,
Hashim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Birthday Party,
Jacques Brel,
Lakeside,
Scion,
Technova,
Lyres,
Gang Gang Dance,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mission of Burma,
Michelle Simonal,
The Moody Blues,
8 Eyed Spy,
Judy Mowatt,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.