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 Italy and from Calgary.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Beijing.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fatback Band to the jazz 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Ten City,
Circle Jerks,
The Busters,
The Leaves,
Jacob Miller,
Henry Cow,
Rapeman,
Carl Craig,
Andrew Hill,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chris Corsano,
Make Up,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Vainqueur,
New York Dolls,
Cal Tjader,
X-101,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Khruangbin,
Smog,
Alice Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lungfish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Byron Stingily,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Radiohead,
Todd Rundgren,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heaven 17,
Prince Buster,
Soft Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lou Reed,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Amon Düül,
The Gories,
Toni Rubio,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Sandy B,
This Heat,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Angels of Light,
The Vogues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thee Headcoats,
Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
CMW,
Harmonia,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.