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 Liechtenstein and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
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 spring reverb 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 EPMD to the punk 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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
The Human League,
Slick Rick,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Basic Channel,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Deadbeat,
New Order,
Cymande,
Aswad,
Nico,
The Tremeloes,
David Bowie,
Nas,
Johnny Clarke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
Subhumans,
Icehouse,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pantaleimon,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dead C,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
Sam Rivers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June of 44,
Godley & Creme,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Ken Boothe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Robert Görl,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harpers Bizarre,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Whodini,
Television Personalities,
Sällskapet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Fall,
New York Dolls,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Clear Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
Japan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.