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 Ukraine and from Glasgow.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Model 500 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fear,
The Martian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skriet,
Dark Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grauzone,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Half Japanese,
Brass Construction,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Almond,
The Cramps,
The Star Department,
In Retrospect,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeff Lynne,
Banda Bassotti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Visage,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
The Smiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Motorama,
Robert Hood,
Brand Nubian,
Monks,
Goldenarms,
Black Bananas,
Kerri Chandler,
Prince Buster,
Bluetip,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gories,
The Kinks,
Heaven 17,
The Skatalites,
Eli Mardock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Khruangbin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Zeros,
Rites of Spring,
The Monks,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Evens,
Delta 5,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oblivians,
Yusef Lateef,
Fela Kuti,
Simply Red,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.