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 East Timor and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
The Five Americans,
Fatback Band,
Silicon Teens,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
Eden Ahbez,
Intrusion,
La Düsseldorf,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
China Crisis,
Porter Ricks,
Kas Product,
Nas,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
Mars,
Glenn Branca,
Quadrant,
Q65,
Interpol,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
CMW,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun City Girls,
The Star Department,
Heaven 17,
Unwound,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Trumans Water,
A Certain Ratio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Livin' Joy,
Deepchord,
The Mummies,
Mo-Dettes,
Soulsonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
The Busters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crime,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Panda Bear,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacques Brel,
the Soft Cell,
The Skatalites,
Faust,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Monolake,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
Fort Wilson Riot,
R.M.O.,
Siglo XX,
Schoolly D,
The Moody Blues,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.