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 Kenya and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flipper to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Todd Terry,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rotary Connection,
Yellowson,
Newcleus,
The Seeds,
Erasure,
Silicon Teens,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers,
Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
Q and Not U,
The Black Dice,
Franke,
The Human League,
Monks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masters at Work,
Eden Ahbez,
The Index,
Minor Threat,
Unrelated Segments,
Organ,
Qualms,
Altered Images,
John Coltrane,
Mantronix,
The Shadows of Knight,
U.S. Maple,
Archie Shepp,
Symarip,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
Bill Wells,
a-ha,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
Pantaleimon,
The Knickerbockers,
Japan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Tremeloes,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lyres,
Rosa Yemen,
Sandy B,
Cheater Slicks,
The Motions,
Icehouse,
Black Flag,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.