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 Senegal and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Make Up to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Subhumans,
Organ,
Donald Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Man Parrish,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Görl,
Au Pairs,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Index,
The Modern Lovers,
kango's stein massive,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Maleditus Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Hasil Adkins,
Franke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Schoolly D,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nico,
The Gun Club,
Neu!,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Average White Band,
Soul II Soul,
Jawbox,
Joe Finger,
Scientists,
Ultravox,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sandy B,
The Walker Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lakeside,
The Seeds,
Model 500,
Reuben Wilson,
the Bar-Kays,
Neil Young,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Raincoats,
Kool Moe Dee,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Harpers Bizarre,
Al Stewart,
Ice-T,
Von Mondo,
L. Decosne,
Jandek,
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.