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 Eritrea and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba 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 Duran Duran to the disco 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
L. Decosne,
The Pretty Things,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
The Black Dice,
Jeff Lynne,
Basic Channel,
the Germs,
Nico,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wally Richardson,
Country Teasers,
The Gun Club,
Jimmy McGriff,
Connie Case,
Donald Byrd,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scan 7,
Bobby Womack,
Scratch Acid,
JFA,
Funkadelic,
Marine Girls,
Khruangbin,
Metal Thangz,
Robert Hood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Five Americans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Coltrane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Silicon Teens,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Susan Cadogan,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Christie,
Y Pants,
Junior Murvin,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerri Chandler,
Unrelated Segments,
The Angels of Light,
June Days,
Negative Approach,
The Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brick,
The Martian,
The Raincoats,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.