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 Ghana and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Robert Görl to the rap 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
The Associates,
Skarface,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visage,
Roxette,
Whodini,
Jawbox,
Pulsallama,
The Sonics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Magma,
Cymande,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultra Naté,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris & Cosey,
DJ Style,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New York Dolls,
The Litter,
The Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
Newcleus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Kenny Larkin,
Sun City Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zapp,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Franke,
La Düsseldorf,
Cameo,
The Buckinghams,
Glambeats Corp.,
Davy DMX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
Moebius,
Oblivians,
Babytalk,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Reuben Wilson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Sherman,
Gong,
The Black Dice,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dead Boys,
Joyce Sims,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.