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 Philippines and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Funkadelic to the rock 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
The Pop Group,
Man Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
Public Enemy,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Theoretical Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Boz Scaggs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Piero Umiliani,
Wally Richardson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Association,
Technova,
Chrome,
Radiopuhelimet,
Soft Machine,
Deepchord,
Dual Sessions,
Angry Samoans,
Model 500,
Television,
The Gap Band,
The Five Americans,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
Kas Product,
Max Romeo,
Neil Young,
The Stooges,
Lalann,
John Holt,
Mission of Burma,
Hashim,
Hoover,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marine Girls,
Eli Mardock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Graham Central Station,
K-Klass,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Bar-Kays,
Monolake,
Matthew Bourne,
Tres Demented,
Morten Harket,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
Q65,
Iggy Pop,
The Searchers,
Little Man,
The Sound,
Skriet,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.