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 Burkina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Bill Near to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bill Near,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
MDC,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Boz Scaggs,
Warsaw,
Shuggie Otis,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ituana,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Theoretical Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dirtbombs,
New York Dolls,
Fela Kuti,
Spoonie Gee,
Cal Tjader,
The Barracudas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scrapy,
Blossom Toes,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Style,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick May,
Donald Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flipper,
Dual Sessions,
Chris Corsano,
Vladislav Delay,
The Trojans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ice-T,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neu!,
The Names,
Marvin Gaye,
Barclay James Harvest,
China Crisis,
the Bar-Kays,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Niagra,
Stereo Dub,
The American Breed,
Roger Hodgson,
a-ha,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Slackers,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.