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 Ethiopia and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Yusef Lateef 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Interpol,
Ituana,
The Saints,
The Index,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joensuu 1685,
the Human League,
Frankie Knuckles,
Delta 5,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside,
Barrington Levy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pagans,
The Gun Club,
Max Romeo,
Jandek,
David Bowie,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joe Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Boogie Down Productions,
Toni Rubio,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Remains,
Quantec,
Colin Newman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Holt,
Tommy Roe,
Black Flag,
Kayak,
Jacob Miller,
The Victims,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
Technova,
The Residents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Zeros,
Johnny Osbourne,
Moebius,
Rakim,
Sällskapet,
Jacques Brel,
Accadde A,
Roger Hodgson,
Whodini,
Gong,
Juan Atkins,
L. Decosne,
Erykah Badu,
Soul II Soul,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minny Pops,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.