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 Russia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron 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 Massinfluence to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Ludus,
Johnny Osbourne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mars,
The Searchers,
Fugazi,
One Last Wish,
Rites of Spring,
Organ,
Easy Going,
Lucky Dragons,
Motorama,
Little Man,
The Martian,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Slackers,
Dawn Penn,
Morten Harket,
Franke,
Nico,
The Walker Brothers,
Slick Rick,
The Fortunes,
The Associates,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crooked Eye,
Rekid,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crash Course in Science,
Babytalk,
Grey Daturas,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
OOIOO,
LL Cool J,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Joensuu 1685,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Royal Trux,
Mission of Burma,
Cal Tjader,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronnie Foster,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Electric Prunes,
The Last Poets,
The Busters,
Rotary Connection,
Erykah Badu,
The Saints,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monks,
Moss Icon,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.