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 East Timor and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lou Reed 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 Mighty Diamonds to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scan 7,
Bad Manners,
Al Stewart,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Beau Brummels,
Skaos,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Absolute Body Control,
The Offenders,
Suburban Knight,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
EPMD,
X-102,
David Axelrod,
Trumans Water,
Mary Jane Girls,
Q65,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
L. Decosne,
The Pop Group,
Rosa Yemen,
Newcleus,
The New Christs,
The Residents,
Anthony Braxton,
Ludus,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brick,
Kool Moe Dee,
DJ Style,
These Immortal Souls,
Interpol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ituana,
Lightning Bolt,
Kerrie Biddell,
cv313,
The Gap Band,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kas Product,
New York Dolls,
The Evens,
Talk Talk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
Stereo Dub,
Connie Case,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Byrd,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
Nas,
Cal Tjader,
China Crisis,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.