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 Bhutan and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visage,
Bauhaus,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
Babytalk,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Theoretical Girls,
Groovy Waters,
Angry Samoans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Association,
The Wake,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Qualms,
F. McDonald,
Inner City,
X-101,
Kerri Chandler,
The Remains,
The Moleskins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
CMW,
The New Christs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
Darondo,
Ohio Players,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joyce Sims,
Man Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Jacques Brel,
Lower 48,
Warsaw,
Pussy Galore,
Magma,
The Mummies,
Archie Shepp,
Kool Moe Dee,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
Alice Coltrane,
Deepchord,
the Sonics,
Ultravox,
The Invisible,
Carl Craig,
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lindisfarne,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quantec,
The Cure,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
Black Sheep,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.