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 Lithuania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Brass Construction to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
E-Dancer,
Bob Dylan,
Patti Smith,
Joy Division,
Freddie Wadling,
John Holt,
Bobby Sherman,
Animal Collective,
Robert Görl,
Judy Mowatt,
David McCallum,
Agent Orange,
The Divine Comedy,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
Crime,
Pulsallama,
Quando Quango,
Bobby Hutcherson,
U.S. Maple,
Maleditus Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Almond,
Loose Ends,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lower 48,
Sound Behaviour,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
The Martian,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris Corsano,
Gregory Isaacs,
Faust,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun City Girls,
Carl Craig,
Soul II Soul,
Scan 7,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Technova,
Moss Icon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Accadde A,
Joe Finger,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David Axelrod,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gastr Del Sol,
Maurizio,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.