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 Philippines and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The United States of America,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
KRS-One,
the Bar-Kays,
Sound Behaviour,
John Cale,
Animal Collective,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Godley & Creme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scrapy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sex Pistols,
Freddie Wadling,
Black Moon,
Bill Near,
Laurel Aitken,
Rosa Yemen,
Sister Nancy,
Blake Baxter,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bluetip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cymande,
Ultra Naté,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chrome,
Kayak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jandek,
Dual Sessions,
the Swans,
Rapeman,
Neu!,
Mad Mike,
Brothers Johnson,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cybotron,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Thompson Twins,
Ronnie Foster,
Porter Ricks,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
Con Funk Shun,
Suicide,
Roger Hodgson,
World's Most,
CMW,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tom Boy,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.