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 Canada and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Icehouse to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Reed,
Siglo XX,
The Raincoats,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Basic Channel,
Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Godley & Creme,
The Seeds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Qualms,
Mo-Dettes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Intrusion,
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Smiths,
This Heat,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
Suicide,
Underground Resistance,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grauzone,
The Associates,
Camberwell Now,
Skriet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultra Naté,
Iggy Pop,
David Axelrod,
Sun City Girls,
MC5,
The Searchers,
Gong,
Graham Central Station,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Infiniti,
Funky Four + One,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
Nick Fraelich,
DNA,
The Cure,
Moby Grape,
Lou Christie,
Robert Hood,
The Toasters,
Rufus Thomas,
Half Japanese,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.