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 Tonga and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Techniques to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
the Slits,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thompson Twins,
The Pretty Things,
Erykah Badu,
Trumans Water,
Shuggie Otis,
Pylon,
This Heat,
Godley & Creme,
The Velvet Underground,
Young Marble Giants,
Unrelated Segments,
H. Thieme,
Janne Schatter,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Byrd,
Bad Manners,
Black Bananas,
Procol Harum,
Lindisfarne,
Robert Hood,
Suburban Knight,
Mission of Burma,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
Arab on Radar,
Gang of Four,
Faraquet,
Das Ding,
The Skatalites,
The Fire Engines,
Hoover,
Scratch Acid,
Jerry's Kids,
Monolake,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alton Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
James White and The Blacks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neu!,
David Bowie,
The J.B.'s,
Throbbing Gristle,
Popol Vuh,
the Bar-Kays,
Gichy Dan,
the Association,
Jacques Brel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Darondo,
Sparks,
Sun City Girls,
Dead Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.