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 Ireland and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Jeru the Damaja to the dance 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mantronix,
Crash Course in Science,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
EPMD,
The Invisible,
Procol Harum,
The Evens,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
JFA,
Josef K,
Hasil Adkins,
Theoretical Girls,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Goldenarms,
Hashim,
Severed Heads,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Saccharine Trust,
ABC,
The Birthday Party,
Mars,
Nils Olav,
The Smoke,
Aural Exciters,
Hardrive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lower 48,
The Fuzztones,
Fela Kuti,
Flash Fearless,
K-Klass,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
Flipper,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Terry,
Y Pants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sixth Finger,
Ronnie Foster,
Audionom,
Symarip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nirvana,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott Heron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.