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 Hungary and from Madrid.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 punk 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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
The Skatalites,
The Slackers,
Bush Tetras,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Spandau Ballet,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Ornette Coleman,
China Crisis,
The Gories,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
Byron Stingily,
The Golliwogs,
Darondo,
Delta 5,
Blancmange,
Moby Grape,
Agitation Free,
Michelle Simonal,
Roxette,
John Holt,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nico,
Juan Atkins,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
Fela Kuti,
The Kinks,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobby Womack,
Ronnie Foster,
Ituana,
Jacques Brel,
Thompson Twins,
Cal Tjader,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fall,
Hashim,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Ronan,
Livin' Joy,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Hill,
Absolute Body Control,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nils Olav,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Babytalk,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Residents,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crash Course in Science,
Joy Division,
JFA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.