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 Chile and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 The Young Rascals to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Letta Mbulu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wire,
Outsiders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
FM Einheit,
Symarip,
Blake Baxter,
Cheater Slicks,
the Germs,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
D'Angelo,
The Count Five,
Tom Boy,
Bang On A Can,
Shuggie Otis,
Connie Case,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pulsallama,
Icehouse,
Infiniti,
Jandek,
Bobby Hutcherson,
H. Thieme,
DJ Style,
Motorama,
Eurythmics,
Das Ding,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grauzone,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
KRS-One,
Tommy Roe,
Gang of Four,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Reuben Wilson,
Excepter,
Joey Negro,
Fluxion,
The Sound,
Television,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Fraelich,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Audionom,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sonics,
Qualms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Mantronix,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.