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 Kenya and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sun Ra to the grunge 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Alice Coltrane,
Supertramp,
The Residents,
Michelle Simonal,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Skarface,
Vainqueur,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
Reagan Youth,
Kayak,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
the Germs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Altered Images,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lower 48,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minnie Riperton,
X-Ray Spex,
Morten Harket,
Derrick May,
The Seeds,
Roy Ayers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bad Manners,
The Star Department,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang of Four,
U.S. Maple,
The Gap Band,
Ossler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lungfish,
Kaleidoscope,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Animal Collective,
Pole,
Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
Ultra Naté,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radio Birdman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.