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 Poland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Flash Fearless to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bad Manners,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris & Cosey,
The J.B.'s,
the Normal,
Little Man,
The Monochrome Set,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fire Engines,
Intrusion,
Magazine,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Residents,
The Monks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suicide,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Silicon Teens,
Mo-Dettes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker,
Malaria!,
Dark Day,
Talk Talk,
Fat Boys,
Symarip,
Bronski Beat,
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
Reuben Wilson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
Blossom Toes,
The Sonics,
Iggy Pop,
X-Ray Spex,
Lyres,
Dawn Penn,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Flesh Eaters,
UT,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skarface,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.