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 Gambia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 Joyce Sims 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Terry Callier,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
David Bowie,
Bobby Byrd,
The Searchers,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
The Slackers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Curtis Mayfield,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
Lebanon Hanover,
Basic Channel,
the Bar-Kays,
Urselle,
Bush Tetras,
Blancmange,
Soul II Soul,
Cal Tjader,
Zapp,
Quadrant,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ohio Players,
The Skatalites,
Depeche Mode,
Ossler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Womack,
Blossom Toes,
Godley & Creme,
Faust,
Schoolly D,
Tears for Fears,
Easy Going,
Slick Rick,
Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mad Mike,
Bill Wells,
Kayak,
Boredoms,
Nick Fraelich,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Green,
The Martian,
EPMD,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boogie Down Productions,
The New Christs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.