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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amon Düül II to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Underground Resistance,
Avey Tare,
Kenny Larkin,
Eve St. Jones,
The Music Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Pere Ubu,
Leonard Cohen,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Faust,
Scion,
Pierre Henry,
Intrusion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mo-Dettes,
Nico,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
The Gun Club,
Second Layer,
Joy Division,
The Velvet Underground,
Yazoo,
Stiv Bators,
Girls At Our Best!,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Sonics,
The Leaves,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
L. Decosne,
Procol Harum,
Black Moon,
Fatback Band,
Jawbox,
Lindisfarne,
Cecil Taylor,
Don Cherry,
Idris Muhammad,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Buckinghams,
Harmonia,
Pole,
Radiohead,
Desert Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Lucky Dragons,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Evens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Drexciya,
Los Fastidios,
Soul II Soul,
Hot Snakes,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.