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 Mozambique and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 The Detroit Cobras to the punk 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Section 25,
Average White Band,
Yaz,
AZ,
The Knickerbockers,
Guru Guru,
Joyce Sims,
Aaron Thompson,
Ludus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monks,
The Buckinghams,
Curtis Mayfield,
Maurizio,
The Black Dice,
Sonic Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
Kenny Larkin,
Con Funk Shun,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kas Product,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thee Headcoats,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül,
Josef K,
The Victims,
Marc Almond,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sun Ra,
Iggy Pop,
Funky Four + One,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flash Fearless,
Interpol,
Organ,
Vainqueur,
Bill Wells,
Bush Tetras,
Marmalade,
Infiniti,
The New Christs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Pus,
U.S. Maple,
Essential Logic,
Henry Cow,
The Durutti Column,
Accadde A,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Green,
Procol Harum,
Ultimate Spinach,
Archie Shepp,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.