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 Qatar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lou Reed 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
The Leaves,
The Techniques,
Depeche Mode,
Alton Ellis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barbara Tucker,
Ponytail,
Lindisfarne,
Sun City Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
John Coltrane,
The Names,
John Lydon,
The Zeros,
Spandau Ballet,
Icehouse,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Thee Headcoats,
Nils Olav,
Cluster,
The Invisible,
L. Decosne,
Pylon,
Oblivians,
Eddi Front,
Brick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
China Crisis,
The Happenings,
Jawbox,
The Associates,
Sun Ra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Qualms,
Quando Quango,
The Durutti Column,
Scion,
the Soft Cell,
Section 25,
Rites of Spring,
Kenny Larkin,
Graham Central Station,
Slave,
Isaac Hayes,
Basic Channel,
Bob Dylan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bush Tetras,
Fatback Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Pere Ubu,
Popol Vuh,
the Slits,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.