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 Iran and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Leonard Cohen,
Aswad,
Toni Rubio,
The Tremeloes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Sheep,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nils Olav,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barbara Tucker,
Loose Ends,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Henry Cow,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
Thee Headcoats,
the Swans,
Moss Icon,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeru the Damaja,
Graham Central Station,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dirtbombs,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Susan Cadogan,
The New Christs,
Jeff Mills,
Spoonie Gee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moby Grape,
Reagan Youth,
Ituana,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crime,
Neil Young,
Bush Tetras,
Pussy Galore,
Arcadia,
Bang On A Can,
The Sound,
Gang of Four,
John Foxx,
Theoretical Girls,
Pulsallama,
Index,
Lou Christie,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shoche,
Nico,
Morten Harket,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.