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 Korea South and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Mojo Men to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Public Enemy,
Mad Mike,
Radiohead,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
the Germs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Bootsy Collins,
The Seeds,
Joe Smooth,
Nas,
Derrick Morgan,
Derrick May,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Offenders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Technova,
Mantronix,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eli Mardock,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Lynne,
Adolescents,
T.S.O.L.,
Rapeman,
Skriet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lucky Dragons,
Symarip,
Ornette Coleman,
the Slits,
Pole,
Absolute Body Control,
the Swans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Royal Trux,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sarah Menescal,
Bill Near,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jandek,
Yusef Lateef,
Saccharine Trust,
Warsaw,
B.T. Express,
Howard Jones,
The Real Kids,
Newcleus,
Janne Schatter,
Zapp,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Electric Prunes,
Harmonia,
U.S. Maple,
Motorama,
The Index,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.