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 Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Slick Rick to the dance 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Chrome,
The Knickerbockers,
The Zeros,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skarface,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Easy Going,
Nirvana,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Essential Logic,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Normal,
Matthew Bourne,
Donny Hathaway,
La Düsseldorf,
Absolute Body Control,
Niagra,
Swans,
Swell Maps,
a-ha,
DJ Sneak,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Cramps,
New York Dolls,
Oblivians,
Camouflage,
Moss Icon,
Byron Stingily,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Smog,
Au Pairs,
Shoche,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gladiators,
Joey Negro,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Birthday Party,
David Axelrod,
Pharoah Sanders,
Faraquet,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scratch Acid,
Neu!,
Chris Corsano,
Wally Richardson,
Arthur Verocai,
Eddi Front,
Ultravox,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
Delta 5,
Todd Terry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.