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 Mongolia and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Easy Going to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
The Cramps,
Cheater Slicks,
Eden Ahbez,
Liliput,
Monks,
DJ Style,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pop Group,
The Wake,
Archie Shepp,
Dave Gahan,
Alton Ellis,
The J.B.'s,
Mad Mike,
Joe Smooth,
Fugazi,
Marmalade,
10cc,
Oneida,
Flipper,
The Invisible,
The Modern Lovers,
Freddie Wadling,
Moebius,
Todd Terry,
The Slits,
Radio Birdman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ornette Coleman,
Lindisfarne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Sherman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
KRS-One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Age Steppers,
Byron Stingily,
Audionom,
Urselle,
Crooked Eye,
Laurel Aitken,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Excepter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.