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 China and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David Axelrod to the grime 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angry Samoans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Association,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tropical Tobacco,
DNA,
Ice-T,
Drexciya,
Qualms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anthony Braxton,
Michelle Simonal,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lungfish,
Organ,
Crime,
Little Man,
Erasure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Associates,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Alphaville,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Skatalites,
Man Parrish,
The Move,
Royal Trux,
Oblivians,
Robert Hood,
Loose Ends,
Scan 7,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
Make Up,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tim Buckley,
Flash Fearless,
Schoolly D,
Clear Light,
Flipper,
Pulsallama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
10cc,
Skarface,
The Wake,
Black Bananas,
Lakeside,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.