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 Rwanda and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet 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 Japan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tommy Roe,
Charles Mingus,
Mr. Review,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ponytail,
Visage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fortunes,
Audionom,
Warren Ellis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The American Breed,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Technova,
Eli Mardock,
Josef K,
Skriet,
Icehouse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang of Four,
The Dave Clark Five,
Make Up,
Q and Not U,
Byron Stingily,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacques Brel,
The Misunderstood,
Groovy Waters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zero Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brand Nubian,
LL Cool J,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tears for Fears,
Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sugar Minott,
Supertramp,
The Young Rascals,
Nas,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hashim,
The Electric Prunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Kaleidoscope,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
Joensuu 1685,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.