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 Burundi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe 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 Ralphi Rosario to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Newcleus,
The Fall,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ohio Players,
DNA,
Danielle Patucci,
the Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Groovy Waters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minutemen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cameo,
The Standells,
Warren Ellis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-Ray Spex,
Donald Byrd,
the Sonics,
X-101,
The Black Dice,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Human League,
Circle Jerks,
The Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
ABBA,
Simply Red,
Fear,
The Dirtbombs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rekid,
MC5,
Roxette,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ponytail,
Harpers Bizarre,
Archie Shepp,
The Doors,
Qualms,
Bobby Womack,
Deadbeat,
Section 25,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.