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 South Africa and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deepchord to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Supertramp,
Hoover,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sound Behaviour,
Agitation Free,
The Skatalites,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
Alice Coltrane,
The Martian,
the Soft Cell,
Technova,
Roxy Music,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television Personalities,
The Pop Group,
Theoretical Girls,
Joy Division,
The Young Rascals,
Dead Boys,
10cc,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fire Engines,
Fluxion,
FM Einheit,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Warsaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bill Wells,
The United States of America,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Moleskins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Radiohead,
Pantytec,
Cluster,
The Cure,
Joensuu 1685,
Reuben Wilson,
Eric Dolphy,
Public Enemy,
Rufus Thomas,
Young Marble Giants,
Tomorrow,
Fatback Band,
Arthur Verocai,
The Motions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.