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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Aaron Thompson to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Brothers Johnson,
The Last Poets,
Cameo,
Lou Reed,
Kas Product,
Idris Muhammad,
The Associates,
Pussy Galore,
Anakelly,
The Real Kids,
Junior Murvin,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Blancmange,
Anthony Braxton,
Judy Mowatt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
a-ha,
Interpol,
Amon Düül II,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Invisible,
Colin Newman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
Mark Hollis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Surgeon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Maurizio,
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
Lucky Dragons,
Adolescents,
Mantronix,
Nik Kershaw,
Public Image Ltd.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Dead C,
Shoche,
Fluxion,
Max Romeo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Smog,
kango's stein massive,
June Days,
Country Teasers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Angels of Light,
FM Einheit,
DJ Style,
Johnny Clarke,
Drexciya,
Dead Boys,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.