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 Tuvalu and from London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Smog to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Ultra Naté,
Man Eating Sloth,
U.S. Maple,
Animal Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
Minny Pops,
Grey Daturas,
Hashim,
The Techniques,
Can,
Soul II Soul,
Au Pairs,
Bob Dylan,
Juan Atkins,
Gong,
Black Sheep,
Scientists,
E-Dancer,
Aural Exciters,
Joe Smooth,
Yaz,
Main Source,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Model 500,
Eric Dolphy,
The J.B.'s,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soft Cell,
Harmonia,
Albert Ayler,
DJ Sneak,
Alton Ellis,
The Skatalites,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown,
Monolake,
Los Fastidios,
DNA,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
The Mojo Men,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Grauzone,
Zero Boys,
Flipper,
T.S.O.L.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stetsasonic,
Skaos,
Desert Stars,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
the Sonics,
Junior Murvin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Josef K,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.