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 Latvia and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 ABBA to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ 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 marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Hoover,
the Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
The Skatalites,
Scion,
Kas Product,
Eric B and Rakim,
Khruangbin,
Moss Icon,
Mandrill,
Peter and Kerry,
Cluster,
Ronan,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
The Flesh Eaters,
Con Funk Shun,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Arab on Radar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Buckinghams,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eric Copeland,
Sarah Menescal,
Scientists,
Saccharine Trust,
World's Most,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Selecter,
Black Pus,
Adolescents,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Los Fastidios,
The Sound,
Rekid,
Sun City Girls,
Agent Orange,
X-Ray Spex,
Dead Boys,
Fugazi,
The Mojo Men,
Lou Christie,
Trumans Water,
Newcleus,
H. Thieme,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Sonics,
Marine Girls,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Desert Stars,
Zapp,
Andrew Hill,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.