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 Kosovo and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aural Exciters to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Erykah Badu,
Anakelly,
Cluster,
Glambeats Corp.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
Altered Images,
Boz Scaggs,
Sister Nancy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brand Nubian,
The Fall,
Blake Baxter,
Quadrant,
Jeru the Damaja,
Das Ding,
Radiohead,
The Mighty Diamonds,
KRS-One,
Rod Modell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mark Hollis,
Stereo Dub,
Scientists,
Crime,
Deepchord,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Count Five,
Unwound,
Bush Tetras,
Terry Callier,
Mission of Burma,
The Zeros,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nas,
Symarip,
cv313,
ABBA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Qualms,
Pagans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yusef Lateef,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Zapp,
Television,
Cameo,
Tim Buckley,
Swans,
Black Sheep,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Sixth Finger,
EPMD,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.