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 Bangladesh and from Bologna.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Qualms,
Peter & Gordon,
Crime,
The Pretty Things,
The Associates,
10cc,
Von Mondo,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ohio Players,
The United States of America,
JFA,
The Walker Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Todd Terry,
Pussy Galore,
Index,
Ronnie Foster,
The J.B.'s,
Nico,
Sällskapet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Funkadelic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
OOIOO,
Bobby Byrd,
Magma,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker,
Patti Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funky Four + One,
Morten Harket,
Eli Mardock,
Radiohead,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June of 44,
Michelle Simonal,
kango's stein massive,
The Index,
Make Up,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Offenders,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Faraquet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tres Demented,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Misunderstood,
Loose Ends,
Average White Band,
Porter Ricks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Raincoats,
The Stooges,
Inner City,
The Cramps,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.