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 Uganda and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kerri Chandler to the rock 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
The Pretty Things,
The Stooges,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
The Moody Blues,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
Bobby Womack,
Television Personalities,
Mars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Angels of Light,
DJ Style,
One Last Wish,
Minor Threat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Technova,
DJ Sneak,
Icehouse,
Mr. Review,
Eric Copeland,
The Saints,
Rotary Connection,
8 Eyed Spy,
Toni Rubio,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scrapy,
Rites of Spring,
Rapeman,
Rod Modell,
Siglo XX,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sandy B,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Music Machine,
Derrick May,
Funkadelic,
Pierre Henry,
Ohio Players,
Soul II Soul,
Swell Maps,
Yaz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
Loose Ends,
Can,
FM Einheit,
Charles Mingus,
Iggy Pop,
Marmalade,
Fat Boys,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Archie Shepp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.