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 Yemen and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Jimmy McGriff to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Crash Course in Science,
June Days,
Bad Manners,
Main Source,
Thompson Twins,
The Cramps,
Rod Modell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Malaria!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
FM Einheit,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roxy Music,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Funkadelic,
Bluetip,
Erykah Badu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Buckinghams,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gabor Szabo,
John Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy Collins,
Agent Orange,
Marc Almond,
Black Bananas,
Kerri Chandler,
Yellowson,
Little Man,
The American Breed,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Style,
Unrelated Segments,
Con Funk Shun,
Nas,
Freddie Wadling,
Oblivians,
Sällskapet,
Liliput,
Faraquet,
Throbbing Gristle,
EPMD,
Metal Thangz,
48th St. Collective,
Gang Starr,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mission of Burma,
the Human League,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Iggy Pop,
Camberwell Now,
Los Fastidios,
Organ,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
Kool Moe Dee,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.