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 Hungary and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Nile Rodgers 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 CMW 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Brothers Johnson,
The Dead C,
Skarface,
Cymande,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
Terry Callier,
Rosa Yemen,
the Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Clarke,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Von Mondo,
Duran Duran,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Knickerbockers,
Lalann,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Maurizio,
The Stooges,
Moss Icon,
Lungfish,
Joey Negro,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moebius,
Jeff Lynne,
Lyres,
Suicide,
Funkadelic,
Public Enemy,
The Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Make Up,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronnie Foster,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
The Slackers,
Derrick Morgan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Unwound,
Jerry's Kids,
Parry Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lucky Dragons,
The Divine Comedy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gabor Szabo,
Talk Talk,
Robert Hood,
Barbara Tucker,
Byron Stingily,
The United States of America,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.