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 Nicaragua and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Mojo Men to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
X-Ray Spex,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angry Samoans,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ludus,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande,
Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Smog,
Pagans,
Laurel Aitken,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grauzone,
Todd Rundgren,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moleskins,
The Litter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Circle Jerks,
Sex Pistols,
AZ,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Y Pants,
Sixth Finger,
Throbbing Gristle,
Technova,
Sight & Sound,
Duran Duran,
Shuggie Otis,
Alice Coltrane,
the Normal,
The Star Department,
Unwound,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins,
Monks,
Prince Buster,
The Monks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Shoche,
Pulsallama,
Rotary Connection,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Agent Orange,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
The Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.