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 Syria and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ronan to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar 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 synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
The American Breed,
Lakeside,
The Martian,
Harmonia,
Siglo XX,
Cameo,
Organ,
Aswad,
Minor Threat,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fluxion,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joyce Sims,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barbara Tucker,
Procol Harum,
Barry Ungar,
The Gories,
Wire,
Ossler,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swell Maps,
Suicide,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Durutti Column,
Gichy Dan,
Rosa Yemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
Outsiders,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kayak,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stereo Dub,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
Graham Central Station,
Blossom Toes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Womack,
Funkadelic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jacob Miller,
Pulsallama,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cybotron,
Section 25,
Bob Dylan,
The Seeds,
Pussy Galore,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.