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 Chile and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Blake Baxter to the jazz 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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Radiopuhelimet,
Michelle Simonal,
Ludus,
Lyres,
World's Most,
Gichy Dan,
Funkadelic,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Zeros,
Barclay James Harvest,
UT,
Avey Tare,
Connie Case,
Sam Rivers,
The Black Dice,
Junior Murvin,
Black Flag,
The Leaves,
Dark Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fuzztones,
DNA,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Red Krayola,
Grauzone,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Liliput,
Popol Vuh,
Rotary Connection,
Harmonia,
Yaz,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül,
Mad Mike,
Accadde A,
Spandau Ballet,
Desert Stars,
The Selecter,
The Human League,
Danielle Patucci,
The Misunderstood,
Crash Course in Science,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
Cameo,
Rosa Yemen,
Wally Richardson,
Brothers Johnson,
Chris & Cosey,
Smog,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Derrick May,
Joe Smooth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.