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 Guyana and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Liliput,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
Alison Limerick,
The Searchers,
Prince Buster,
Technova,
Essential Logic,
Crash Course in Science,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ken Boothe,
The Vogues,
Dennis Brown,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
T.S.O.L.,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pussy Galore,
Erykah Badu,
Lyres,
Anakelly,
Warsaw,
Supertramp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dirtbombs,
Vainqueur,
Lebanon Hanover,
Adolescents,
Blake Baxter,
The Slackers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
Matthew Bourne,
Depeche Mode,
Fela Kuti,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang of Four,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Underground Resistance,
The Grass Roots,
The Shadows of Knight,
Glenn Branca,
Sonny Sharrock,
Desert Stars,
Slave,
The Residents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sound,
The Happenings,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gladiators,
The Skatalites,
The Offenders,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.