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 Bolivia and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Leaves,
Animal Collective,
Lou Christie,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crime,
Oneida,
Leonard Cohen,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sun City Girls,
Malaria!,
Wolf Eyes,
The Blackbyrds,
Smog,
The Cure,
PIL,
Brass Construction,
Deadbeat,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Alton Ellis,
The Fortunes,
Ohio Players,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy Collins,
UT,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fad Gadget,
MDC,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Age Steppers,
Rotary Connection,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ituana,
The Raincoats,
Ice-T,
Shuggie Otis,
48th St. Collective,
the Normal,
The Mummies,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
OOIOO,
Fat Boys,
Pulsallama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dennis Brown,
Alphaville,
Bobby Womack,
Young Marble Giants,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang Green,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.