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 Australia and from Lille.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ronan to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suicide,
Gichy Dan,
Pylon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Shuggie Otis,
Kenny Larkin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Beau Brummels,
Kas Product,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cure,
Rotary Connection,
The Stooges,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Whodini,
KRS-One,
Fatback Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
China Crisis,
Spoonie Gee,
Lungfish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dennis Brown,
Tommy Roe,
Stereo Dub,
Delta 5,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Von Mondo,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
Oneida,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alton Ellis,
New York Dolls,
Fat Boys,
Black Sheep,
the Association,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
Khruangbin,
John Foxx,
Rites of Spring,
the Bar-Kays,
Hasil Adkins,
Tom Boy,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.