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 Palau and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Royal Trux 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?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
The Detroit Cobras,
Talk Talk,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
Moss Icon,
Lou Christie,
Fela Kuti,
Von Mondo,
CMW,
Sarah Menescal,
Pagans,
The Misunderstood,
Banda Bassotti,
Ten City,
The Victims,
Zero Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Prince Buster,
The Dirtbombs,
The Tremeloes,
Sister Nancy,
Ornette Coleman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tom Boy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Funky Four + One,
The Gories,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sun City Girls,
Siglo XX,
Pantaleimon,
Soft Machine,
Fatback Band,
Black Pus,
Alphaville,
Joe Finger,
Subhumans,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mantronix,
Oblivians,
The Toasters,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Gang Dance,
New York Dolls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
Ossler,
The Mighty Diamonds,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
Donny Hathaway,
Sällskapet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Dead C,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.