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 Peru and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Nation of Ulysses 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Erasure,
Public Image Ltd.,
Zero Boys,
Das Ding,
The Busters,
This Heat,
the Human League,
Joey Negro,
Minny Pops,
Sight & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Remains,
Deepchord,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Fraelich,
Siglo XX,
Urselle,
Wings,
Tom Boy,
Lindisfarne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Suburban Knight,
Ten City,
Peter & Gordon,
Monolake,
Depeche Mode,
Con Funk Shun,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Faust,
Rapeman,
Jerry's Kids,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Groovy Waters,
Metal Thangz,
Cymande,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Icehouse,
The Cure,
Bush Tetras,
Swell Maps,
Ludus,
Minor Threat,
Dennis Brown,
Grauzone,
Minnie Riperton,
The Leaves,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.