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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Maurizio to the techno 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Adolescents,
The Last Poets,
The Evens,
Angry Samoans,
Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Charles Mingus,
Curtis Mayfield,
Can,
Pantaleimon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Y Pants,
The Happenings,
The Gun Club,
Nico,
Bill Near,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Womack,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Moleskins,
Deepchord,
The Fugs,
Cluster,
ABBA,
Marmalade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Grass Roots,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Holt,
Heaven 17,
Pole,
Lou Reed,
Ponytail,
Japan,
Television,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aloha Tigers,
The Busters,
the Association,
Magma,
La Düsseldorf,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Loose Ends,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DNA,
The Tremeloes,
Eli Mardock,
Chris Corsano,
the Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.