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 Togo and from Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Excepter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
La Düsseldorf,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Stooges,
U.S. Maple,
The Blues Magoos,
Panda Bear,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Trumans Water,
Gang of Four,
Fugazi,
Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Derrick May,
Mantronix,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Leonard Cohen,
Underground Resistance,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fugs,
The Monochrome Set,
Crooked Eye,
Godley & Creme,
The Pop Group,
Pharoah Sanders,
Make Up,
Minny Pops,
Gang Green,
The Electric Prunes,
Clear Light,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skriet,
Hoover,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scan 7,
The Divine Comedy,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Morten Harket,
Boredoms,
ABBA,
The Gap Band,
The Tremeloes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Freddie Wadling,
Roxy Music,
The Beau Brummels,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aural Exciters,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
Chrome,
Bob Dylan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Agitation Free,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.