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 Cameroon and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Guru Guru,
Stereo Dub,
Juan Atkins,
Harry Pussy,
Peter & Gordon,
Supertramp,
Byron Stingily,
Hashim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pop Group,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
Ornette Coleman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Schoolly D,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lungfish,
Cecil Taylor,
Frankie Knuckles,
Smog,
Index,
Grey Daturas,
Von Mondo,
LL Cool J,
Gang Starr,
Andrew Hill,
Unwound,
The Slits,
World's Most,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
Babytalk,
Sight & Sound,
48th St. Collective,
a-ha,
Camberwell Now,
The Martian,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dark Day,
Y Pants,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fortunes,
Section 25,
Jimmy McGriff,
Barbara Tucker,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
Dead Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Zapp,
Morten Harket,
Gong,
DJ Style,
Kas Product,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.