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 Cameroon and from Madrid.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks 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 funk 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skarface,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anthony Braxton,
Brass Construction,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lakeside,
Colin Newman,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hardrive,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Golliwogs,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joensuu 1685,
Neu!,
Jeff Lynne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Germs,
The Index,
Lou Reed,
The Moody Blues,
Country Teasers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Prince Buster,
The Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Blancmange,
Model 500,
Ice-T,
Rosa Yemen,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joe Smooth,
the Bar-Kays,
LL Cool J,
Ludus,
The Fall,
Peter & Gordon,
Guru Guru,
Jacques Brel,
KRS-One,
Dawn Penn,
Bob Dylan,
Swell Maps,
Trumans Water,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Young Rascals,
Jawbox,
Oneida,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.