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 Paraguay and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neil Young to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Associates,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
AZ,
Lightning Bolt,
K-Klass,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Flag,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moleskins,
KRS-One,
Can,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mandrill,
Bronski Beat,
Gang Starr,
Moebius,
The Golliwogs,
Scan 7,
Michelle Simonal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantytec,
DJ Sneak,
Grey Daturas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
DJ Style,
Boz Scaggs,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Section 25,
David McCallum,
The Cramps,
Maleditus Sound,
Minnie Riperton,
Rites of Spring,
Eve St. Jones,
Q65,
Rod Modell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
T. Rex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
The Angels of Light,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
a-ha,
Faraquet,
Quadrant,
Radio Birdman,
The Slits,
The Evens,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.