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 Venezuela and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kaleidoscope to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Jerry's Kids,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Byrd,
Bad Manners,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June Days,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
The Raincoats,
Ohio Players,
Tears for Fears,
The Zeros,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Section 25,
The J.B.'s,
Man Parrish,
cv313,
Soul Sonic Force,
Q and Not U,
Althea and Donna,
The Gories,
Cybotron,
The Cowsills,
Dorothy Ashby,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Black Dice,
AZ,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Niagra,
The Red Krayola,
FM Einheit,
The Walker Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
The Remains,
DNA,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Danielle Patucci,
Dark Day,
Quantec,
Lalann,
Black Moon,
Eric Copeland,
Pole,
Oblivians,
Shuggie Otis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
OOIOO,
Warsaw,
Subhumans,
The Human League,
Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Franke,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.