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 Mauritius and from London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Electric Prunes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Neil Young,
Basic Channel,
The Wake,
Liliput,
Eden Ahbez,
Rapeman,
Ice-T,
The Sonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Charles Mingus,
Black Pus,
the Normal,
Maurizio,
Lalann,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Gil Scott Heron,
Amon Düül II,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minnie Riperton,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smiths,
ABC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Technova,
Terry Callier,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Todd Terry,
Parry Music,
Black Flag,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Peter and Kerry,
Marmalade,
The Raincoats,
Camouflage,
Carl Craig,
Lucky Dragons,
LL Cool J,
The Fire Engines,
The Durutti Column,
Swans,
Jandek,
Chrome,
Kerri Chandler,
The Birthday Party,
Von Mondo,
John Foxx,
Jerry's Kids,
Gong,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
Bronski Beat,
The Beau Brummels,
The Move,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.