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 Comoros 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Litter to the dance 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Grey Daturas,
a-ha,
Dual Sessions,
Sam Rivers,
Quantec,
Isaac Hayes,
Lucky Dragons,
Unwound,
Country Teasers,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
The Invisible,
Blancmange,
David McCallum,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ituana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Accadde A,
Youth Brigade,
John Holt,
Cymande,
Lightning Bolt,
Maleditus Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Qualms,
Marine Girls,
Parry Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Dolphy,
Brick,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Offenders,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bob Dylan,
Charles Mingus,
Pagans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Procol Harum,
Derrick May,
Ornette Coleman,
Whodini,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Hill,
Darondo,
Soul II Soul,
The Victims,
DJ Sneak,
Skarface,
New Age Steppers,
Hoover,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alphaville,
Crispian St. Peters,
Motorama,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.