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 Guinea and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator 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 The Wake to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Pantytec,
The Cure,
Bill Wells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Zapp,
In Retrospect,
Barclay James Harvest,
Idris Muhammad,
Soulsonic Force,
Inner City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Chrome,
The Associates,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Y Pants,
Isaac Hayes,
David Axelrod,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tommy Roe,
Kurtis Blow,
Tubeway Army,
The Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Eddi Front,
Intrusion,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minutemen,
Khruangbin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Spandau Ballet,
Babytalk,
Adolescents,
Hoover,
Aaron Thompson,
Bronski Beat,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Janne Schatter,
Blancmange,
Radio Birdman,
Robert Görl,
Metal Thangz,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Terry Callier,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Das Ding,
Joe Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
Qualms,
Amon Düül,
Kayak,
Underground Resistance,
Country Teasers,
Lungfish,
The Fire Engines,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.