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 Portugal and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jacques Brel,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
Malaria!,
Isaac Hayes,
Camouflage,
The Invisible,
Althea and Donna,
Fifty Foot Hose,
In Retrospect,
Barrington Levy,
Aloha Tigers,
Procol Harum,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
Don Cherry,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Basic Channel,
David McCallum,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vainqueur,
Erykah Badu,
Skriet,
Deadbeat,
Sam Rivers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter and Kerry,
Eddi Front,
Scratch Acid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joyce Sims,
Grauzone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yazoo,
The Real Kids,
Piero Umiliani,
Todd Rundgren,
the Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Yusef Lateef,
Dennis Brown,
Lalo Schifrin,
cv313,
Q65,
Livin' Joy,
Au Pairs,
Talk Talk,
Sarah Menescal,
The Seeds,
Black Pus,
Brothers Johnson,
Accadde A,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.