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 Serbia and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Faust to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
The Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker,
Siglo XX,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mandrill,
The Misunderstood,
The Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick Morgan,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
Flamin' Groovies,
Public Enemy,
John Holt,
The Dead C,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lower 48,
Groovy Waters,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric Copeland,
Peter & Gordon,
Yazoo,
Toni Rubio,
Q65,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
CMW,
The Modern Lovers,
Lakeside,
Sex Pistols,
Swell Maps,
Rapeman,
Neil Young,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Aaron Thompson,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Christie,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ralphi Rosario,
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swans,
The Durutti Column,
Rosa Yemen,
Danielle Patucci,
Nik Kershaw,
Aloha Tigers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The American Breed,
The Slits,
Sandy B,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.