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 Switzerland and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Quantec 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Y Pants,
Camberwell Now,
Donald Byrd,
China Crisis,
Pylon,
Lightning Bolt,
Gichy Dan,
The Cure,
Skriet,
Rites of Spring,
Ultra Naté,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mark Hollis,
Surgeon,
Ice-T,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
James White and The Blacks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cluster,
Animal Collective,
Byron Stingily,
Cabaret Voltaire,
These Immortal Souls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Junior Murvin,
The Gap Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crash Course in Science,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
The Kinks,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Victims,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alphaville,
Chrome,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sparks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
ABC,
Rod Modell,
Absolute Body Control,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rapeman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rhythm & Sound,
June of 44,
Little Man,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Desert Stars,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Beau Brummels,
The J.B.'s,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ludus,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.