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 Kazakhstan and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Arkestra to the funk 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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Remains,
Soul II Soul,
the Association,
Moby Grape,
B.T. Express,
Hasil Adkins,
Spoonie Gee,
cv313,
World's Most,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles,
Michelle Simonal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Colin Newman,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visage,
The Misunderstood,
David McCallum,
Robert Hood,
Vainqueur,
Tubeway Army,
KRS-One,
Television,
The Cure,
Donald Byrd,
Brick,
JFA,
Loose Ends,
Althea and Donna,
David Axelrod,
Tim Buckley,
Lakeside,
Little Man,
Jerry's Kids,
Oblivians,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Faraquet,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
In Retrospect,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pierre Henry,
Oneida,
The Dead C,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Christie,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tom Boy,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül,
Danielle Patucci,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
X-102,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.