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 Afghanistan and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Swell Maps to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Quando Quango,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Near,
Erykah Badu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Susan Cadogan,
The Wake,
Michelle Simonal,
Depeche Mode,
Isaac Hayes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Scrapy,
Arcadia,
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joy Division,
Bobby Byrd,
Bronski Beat,
Al Stewart,
Alphaville,
Marc Almond,
Wire,
Ohio Players,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Mark Hollis,
Amon Düül II,
Bluetip,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fortunes,
Robert Wyatt,
Mission of Burma,
The Flesh Eaters,
10cc,
Boredoms,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tears for Fears,
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
Cybotron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
JFA,
The Evens,
Bauhaus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.