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 Israel and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mr. Review to the disco 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Matthew Bourne,
Wally Richardson,
Depeche Mode,
Nation of Ulysses,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Essential Logic,
The Black Dice,
Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brothers Johnson,
The Index,
Hardrive,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young,
Tomorrow,
PIL,
Pagans,
Bronski Beat,
Shuggie Otis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gabor Szabo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pole,
Supertramp,
Zero Boys,
Suicide,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grey Daturas,
Los Fastidios,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fela Kuti,
Terrestrial Tones,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Evens,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moody Blues,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
Pere Ubu,
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
World's Most,
LL Cool J,
Vladislav Delay,
New Order,
T. Rex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
The Invisible,
Sonic Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
ABBA,
The Standells,
Absolute Body Control,
Sarah Menescal,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.