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 United States and from Delhi.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Cal Tjader,
The Dead C,
8 Eyed Spy,
Second Layer,
Black Moon,
The Gories,
The Red Krayola,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Grass Roots,
Brass Construction,
The Blackbyrds,
Ronnie Foster,
Heaven 17,
Dead Boys,
DJ Sneak,
Blossom Toes,
the Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Donny Hathaway,
Kas Product,
Eli Mardock,
The Skatalites,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sight & Sound,
Make Up,
Fad Gadget,
AZ,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Evens,
DJ Style,
Babytalk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pantytec,
Pulsallama,
The Cowsills,
Marmalade,
Wire,
Susan Cadogan,
Brand Nubian,
Neu!,
Joyce Sims,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-101,
Wasted Youth,
Moss Icon,
Severed Heads,
Sparks,
Deepchord,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Sällskapet,
OOIOO,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vainqueur,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scrapy,
KRS-One,
Grey Daturas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft.
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.