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 South Sudan and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ituana,
The Monochrome Set,
MDC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
Panda Bear,
Oneida,
Sex Pistols,
The Wake,
Gang Starr,
Unwound,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lindisfarne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Wells,
New Order,
Malaria!,
Bobby Byrd,
Godley & Creme,
Minor Threat,
The Associates,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gun Club,
Hasil Adkins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bizarre Inc.,
CMW,
Cheater Slicks,
Symarip,
Can,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacques Brel,
Letta Mbulu,
Lyres,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Standells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bush Tetras,
H. Thieme,
Althea and Donna,
Fear,
Nils Olav,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sandy B,
Tropical Tobacco,
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Style,
Harry Pussy,
Tim Buckley,
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.