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 Congo and from Bologna.
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 Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 cv313 to the jazz 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Tears for Fears,
The Durutti Column,
Altered Images,
The Barracudas,
Blake Baxter,
Essential Logic,
the Human League,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Byrd,
Agitation Free,
Eddi Front,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Grass Roots,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nico,
Joensuu 1685,
Dawn Penn,
Model 500,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Henry Cow,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Whodini,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
Grey Daturas,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Ronnie Foster,
UT,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Maurizio,
Rufus Thomas,
Symarip,
Radiohead,
Minnie Riperton,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Index,
L. Decosne,
Scratch Acid,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
Crooked Eye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
PIL,
DNA,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Von Mondo,
Brand Nubian,
Graham Central Station,
the Slits,
Desert Stars,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.