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 Andorra and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the techno 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
The Residents,
Frankie Knuckles,
Patti Smith,
Deepchord,
Cluster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terry Callier,
Arab on Radar,
Glenn Branca,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
LL Cool J,
Marmalade,
Mr. Review,
Eric Copeland,
David Bowie,
The Vogues,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pagans,
Mo-Dettes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
The Five Americans,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neil Young,
Infiniti,
The Saints,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxy Music,
Juan Atkins,
A Certain Ratio,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
Dennis Brown,
New Age Steppers,
Hasil Adkins,
Symarip,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dead Boys,
June of 44,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
The Fall,
Japan,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Little Man,
Funky Four + One,
Mandrill,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Toni Rubio,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.