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 Burundi and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Frankie Knuckles to the crunk 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Hot Snakes,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Eli Mardock,
Brothers Johnson,
Babytalk,
Ice-T,
Warren Ellis,
Technova,
Circle Jerks,
Surgeon,
Rosa Yemen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Kinks,
John Lydon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mojo Men,
H. Thieme,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cybotron,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Image Ltd.,
Outsiders,
Marvin Gaye,
Sugar Minott,
Sight & Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
David Bowie,
Camouflage,
Gichy Dan,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Goldenarms,
Glenn Branca,
New Order,
The Angels of Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masters at Work,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Blues Magoos,
Barrington Levy,
Au Pairs,
Yazoo,
T. Rex,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mantronix,
Harmonia,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lower 48,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brick,
Hardrive,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.