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 Cambodia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Icehouse to the jazz 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Adolescents,
Piero Umiliani,
Youth Brigade,
Bush Tetras,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Massinfluence,
Gerry Rafferty,
Metal Thangz,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Whodini,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
U.S. Maple,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Talk Talk,
Echospace,
Sällskapet,
Funkadelic,
David Axelrod,
Marvin Gaye,
Barclay James Harvest,
KRS-One,
Mandrill,
Brothers Johnson,
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Johnny Osbourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sound Behaviour,
Wire,
In Retrospect,
Dennis Brown,
Oneida,
R.M.O.,
Ultravox,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The American Breed,
Crispy Ambulance,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ice-T,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ponytail,
Slave,
Archie Shepp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barry Ungar,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Shuggie Otis,
Pierre Henry,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Flesh Eaters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.