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 Mongolia and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Amazonics,
Aaron Thompson,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
New Order,
The Monochrome Set,
48th St. Collective,
Minor Threat,
Deadbeat,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Seeds,
The Victims,
Unwound,
Spandau Ballet,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Cure,
Scion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Adolescents,
Urselle,
The Moody Blues,
Bobby Byrd,
Gastr Del Sol,
Outsiders,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moss Icon,
Rufus Thomas,
Vainqueur,
Oneida,
Scientists,
Shoche,
Newcleus,
Bobby Womack,
Terrestrial Tones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Janne Schatter,
Banda Bassotti,
Skriet,
DNA,
Fear,
The Smiths,
Bauhaus,
David Axelrod,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
CMW,
Technova,
Tubeway Army,
Radiohead,
cv313,
Faraquet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
a-ha,
David McCallum,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.