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 Palau 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Gerry Rafferty 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Scott Walker,
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
The Zeros,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
Eve St. Jones,
Livin' Joy,
Nirvana,
Toni Rubio,
David Bowie,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skriet,
Schoolly D,
Neu!,
the Slits,
Alice Coltrane,
Charles Mingus,
Supertramp,
Eric Copeland,
Fela Kuti,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
Ronan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter and Kerry,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Wake,
Soulsonic Force,
Gong,
Mo-Dettes,
Zapp,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Absolute Body Control,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Altered Images,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Moon,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
D'Angelo,
Spandau Ballet,
FM Einheit,
The Names,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The American Breed,
Minny Pops,
The Fall,
JFA,
Rufus Thomas,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick May,
Motorama,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
DJ Sneak,
The Smiths,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.