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 Macedonia and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Popol Vuh to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Stereo Dub,
The Selecter,
Sun Ra,
Schoolly D,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
D'Angelo,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlback,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacques Brel,
Wire,
Khruangbin,
Oblivians,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythm & Sound,
K-Klass,
Davy DMX,
Zero Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cheater Slicks,
Stetsasonic,
T. Rex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Agent Orange,
Can,
Nas,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bill Wells,
Bluetip,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Sex Pistols,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Funkadelic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Blake Baxter,
LL Cool J,
Danielle Patucci,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harry Pussy,
The Real Kids,
Ronan,
World's Most,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Move,
Camouflage,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fluxion,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joe Smooth,
Procol Harum,
Marine Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Das Ding,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nick Fraelich,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.