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 Kosovo and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Television Personalities,
Yaz,
The Invisible,
Don Cherry,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Pole,
Minnie Riperton,
The Leaves,
The United States of America,
Erykah Badu,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Ultravox,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Hood,
Masters at Work,
Moss Icon,
Hardrive,
B.T. Express,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
Bootsy Collins,
Delta 5,
Audionom,
Technova,
Danielle Patucci,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cameo,
Country Teasers,
Sixth Finger,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
Suburban Knight,
Blossom Toes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arab on Radar,
These Immortal Souls,
Schoolly D,
Suicide,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Essential Logic,
The Happenings,
Shoche,
The Evens,
The Sonics,
Donny Hathaway,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.