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 Liechtenstein and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dave Clark Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
These Immortal Souls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Toasters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faust,
Todd Terry,
Chris & Cosey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Zero Boys,
This Heat,
Erykah Badu,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wolf Eyes,
Mars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mad Mike,
Rufus Thomas,
Deakin,
Peter and Kerry,
Bauhaus,
Fatback Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Desert Stars,
Derrick May,
Agitation Free,
The Standells,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
Index,
The Martian,
Animal Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
Barrington Levy,
Gong,
Outsiders,
The Fuzztones,
Marvin Gaye,
Eden Ahbez,
Cluster,
Symarip,
Ornette Coleman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
Shuggie Otis,
Inner City,
The Mojo Men,
Deadbeat,
Moebius,
Flipper,
Darondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
The Gun Club,
Donny Hathaway,
Bob Dylan,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.