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 Madagascar and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Toronto and Halifax.
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 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 Johnny Clarke to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Ohio Players,
Lindisfarne,
The Real Kids,
Nils Olav,
Theoretical Girls,
Model 500,
The Litter,
Ituana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra,
Chrome,
Parry Music,
a-ha,
David Axelrod,
Stetsasonic,
Brand Nubian,
Black Pus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker,
Hoover,
ABBA,
Talk Talk,
Cal Tjader,
Fela Kuti,
B.T. Express,
Bluetip,
Von Mondo,
CMW,
Metal Thangz,
Iggy Pop,
DJ Style,
the Slits,
Brass Construction,
DJ Sneak,
UT,
EPMD,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ornette Coleman,
The Zeros,
Sandy B,
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doors,
Massinfluence,
The Count Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tommy Roe,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Certain Ratio,
Rites of Spring,
Don Cherry,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
Girls At Our Best!,
Glambeats Corp.,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fuzztones,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blackbyrds,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.