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 Israel and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Moebius,
Freddie Wadling,
Traffic Nightmare,
Letta Mbulu,
Donald Byrd,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gong,
Japan,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
June of 44,
Sound Behaviour,
Mission of Burma,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Residents,
Intrusion,
Frankie Knuckles,
cv313,
Max Romeo,
Erykah Badu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Flesh Eaters,
Easy Going,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Junior Murvin,
Radio Birdman,
David Bowie,
Curtis Mayfield,
Echospace,
The Seeds,
Bush Tetras,
Oneida,
The Cowsills,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
Animal Collective,
Colin Newman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
New York Dolls,
Young Marble Giants,
Khruangbin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun Ra,
Man Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Josef K,
Tim Buckley,
Aswad,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.