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 Kyrgyzstan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Hood to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
the Human League,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gladiators,
The Cramps,
Connie Case,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MC5,
Cheater Slicks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eurythmics,
Fad Gadget,
Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Stockholm Monsters,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Newcleus,
The Selecter,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Busters,
The Index,
The Angels of Light,
Roxette,
Easy Going,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rosa Yemen,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
Lower 48,
The Mummies,
The Fuzztones,
Kayak,
Curtis Mayfield,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scan 7,
Lungfish,
Heaven 17,
Archie Shepp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Motorama,
Maleditus Sound,
China Crisis,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Von Mondo,
Anthony Braxton,
Skarface,
Carl Craig,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.