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 Israel and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Graham Central Station to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dead C,
Fat Boys,
Mantronix,
The Litter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mr. Review,
Monolake,
Monks,
Neil Young,
cv313,
The Associates,
The Young Rascals,
X-102,
The Blackbyrds,
Minutemen,
The Trojans,
PIL,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
T. Rex,
Ice-T,
The Kinks,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Groovy Waters,
Anakelly,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shuggie Otis,
Rapeman,
Tres Demented,
The Slackers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tears for Fears,
Intrusion,
Das Ding,
Subhumans,
Pierre Henry,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
Charles Mingus,
Duran Duran,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
Royal Trux,
EPMD,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Davy DMX,
Chrome,
The Grass Roots,
Scientists,
Surgeon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boogie Down Productions,
F. McDonald,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.