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 Cambodia and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Reagan Youth to the grime 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Kevin Saunderson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bauhaus,
Minny Pops,
Lakeside,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hoover,
Eurythmics,
Visage,
Reuben Wilson,
The Victims,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Black Dice,
Gastr Del Sol,
Underground Resistance,
Toni Rubio,
Unrelated Segments,
The J.B.'s,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cal Tjader,
Stetsasonic,
Porter Ricks,
Hashim,
Au Pairs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonic Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Tears for Fears,
The Velvet Underground,
Jacob Miller,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
The Birthday Party,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Coltrane,
Max Romeo,
Barry Ungar,
Ohio Players,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
Jeru the Damaja,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
Archie Shepp,
Eli Mardock,
CMW,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scientists,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Index,
Flash Fearless,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.