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 South Sudan and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Nas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Skarface,
June Days,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bang On A Can,
Outsiders,
Jandek,
Khruangbin,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Interpol,
Metal Thangz,
The Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash,
Panda Bear,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mars,
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
Joe Smooth,
The Last Poets,
Liliput,
Duran Duran,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kurtis Blow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bronski Beat,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
The Slackers,
Erykah Badu,
The Cramps,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Moleskins,
Crispy Ambulance,
Country Teasers,
Arcadia,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ice-T,
Unrelated Segments,
Erasure,
Susan Cadogan,
Electric Prunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dead Boys,
Qualms,
Sam Rivers,
Severed Heads,
Rod Modell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Theoretical Girls,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.