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 Serbia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pylon 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
World's Most,
Von Mondo,
Adolescents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dead C,
The J.B.'s,
Camouflage,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare,
Marmalade,
E-Dancer,
Clear Light,
Quadrant,
Dave Gahan,
The Mojo Men,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Frankie Knuckles,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Slits,
Spandau Ballet,
B.T. Express,
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
The Busters,
The Fuzztones,
The Zeros,
Unwound,
Mission of Burma,
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
Sight & Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Qualms,
Young Marble Giants,
Stiv Bators,
Yaz,
The Skatalites,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Index,
Dead Boys,
K-Klass,
Graham Central Station,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Metal Thangz,
Ultra Naté,
Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Popol Vuh,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.