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 South Africa and from Beijing.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer 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 Banda Bassotti to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Crime,
Monolake,
Clear Light,
New Age Steppers,
The Smiths,
The Barracudas,
EPMD,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Spoonie Gee,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Piero Umiliani,
T. Rex,
Joensuu 1685,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Isaac Hayes,
Q65,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rosa Yemen,
the Bar-Kays,
The Selecter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Half Japanese,
The J.B.'s,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grey Daturas,
The Monochrome Set,
The Doors,
X-102,
Kurtis Blow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sugar Minott,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cramps,
Livin' Joy,
The Move,
Audionom,
Deepchord,
Magma,
Carl Craig,
Cecil Taylor,
Sandy B,
Black Flag,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ludus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maurizio,
the Germs,
Siglo XX,
Mars,
Hasil Adkins,
LL Cool J,
Yellowson,
The Buckinghams,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.