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 Gambia and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare 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 New Order to the dance 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mars,
Rites of Spring,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobby Byrd,
Cybotron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nik Kershaw,
Warren Ellis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dark Day,
Erykah Badu,
Con Funk Shun,
10cc,
John Holt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quantec,
Laurel Aitken,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DNA,
Joensuu 1685,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MDC,
The Monks,
Echospace,
Model 500,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
Saccharine Trust,
The Techniques,
Wire,
The Cure,
Joe Finger,
Stetsasonic,
Bush Tetras,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marvin Gaye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Thee Headcoats,
Oneida,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultravox,
Das Ding,
H. Thieme,
The Modern Lovers,
Toni Rubio,
Nick Fraelich,
Animal Collective,
Bad Manners,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Tim Buckley,
Terry Callier,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.