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 Senegal and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron 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 Radiohead to the dance 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Negative Approach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Fear,
Pierre Henry,
Al Stewart,
Lightning Bolt,
Cymande,
Sun Ra,
La Düsseldorf,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Curtis Mayfield,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barrington Levy,
Ultravox,
New York Dolls,
The Happenings,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Theoretical Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Copeland,
Fela Kuti,
MDC,
Yaz,
Glenn Branca,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
Fluxion,
Idris Muhammad,
Wire,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rites of Spring,
Rosa Yemen,
Basic Channel,
Hoover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cameo,
Alison Limerick,
Magma,
Youth Brigade,
Sparks,
The Music Machine,
The Vogues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joe Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
Mission of Burma,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.