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 Togo and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Sparks 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
John Cale,
Section 25,
The Moleskins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harmonia,
Maleditus Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Funkadelic,
Skriet,
Neu!,
World's Most,
Shoche,
Yellowson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
cv313,
Robert Wyatt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joey Negro,
Hot Snakes,
Lower 48,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Neon Judgement,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Terry Callier,
The Monks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Yazoo,
Tomorrow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dual Sessions,
Masters at Work,
Blake Baxter,
KRS-One,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Metal Thangz,
Mantronix,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul II Soul,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Harpers Bizarre,
Panda Bear,
Bad Manners,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fat Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.