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 Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Wasted Youth to the disco 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Pus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nirvana,
Ultravox,
Siglo XX,
Interpol,
H. Thieme,
Quantec,
Arcadia,
The Blackbyrds,
Anthony Braxton,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joensuu 1685,
Tommy Roe,
Maurizio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eden Ahbez,
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Sneak,
kango's stein massive,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül,
The Associates,
a-ha,
Joe Smooth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moebius,
ABBA,
Hot Snakes,
Chrome,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Beau Brummels,
Crash Course in Science,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Lyres,
Kenny Larkin,
The Smoke,
Infiniti,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Halsall,
The Zeros,
Malaria!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Yusef Lateef,
Animal Collective,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultra Naté,
Flipper,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
Scientists,
Cluster, Cluster, Cluster, Cluster.
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.