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 Armenia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Organ to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Fuzztones,
The Victims,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Zeros,
Bob Dylan,
Animal Collective,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hoover,
Steve Hackett,
The Doors,
Bobby Womack,
Glenn Branca,
The Pop Group,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blake Baxter,
Q65,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Scan 7,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Accadde A,
The Raincoats,
Warren Ellis,
a-ha,
Scrapy,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Faust,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
UT,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Searchers,
Bauhaus,
Tres Demented,
The Birthday Party,
MC5,
Black Bananas,
John Lydon,
Siglo XX,
Kevin Saunderson,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Suicide,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gichy Dan,
The Last Poets,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Ten City,
Desert Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yaz,
Idris Muhammad,
Arthur Verocai,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.