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 Germany and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lower 48 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
48th St. Collective,
Funkadelic,
The Doors,
Max Romeo,
Cymande,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Order,
Barbara Tucker,
Warren Ellis,
Von Mondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Iggy Pop,
Ohio Players,
Man Parrish,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
Blossom Toes,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Nas,
the Slits,
Freddie Wadling,
the Soft Cell,
Janne Schatter,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash,
DJ Sneak,
June of 44,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Agitation Free,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxy Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Porter Ricks,
The Tremeloes,
The Knickerbockers,
Funky Four + One,
K-Klass,
Anakelly,
Black Moon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.