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 Serbia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Marcia Griffiths to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Wally Richardson,
Camouflage,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Goldenarms,
Tim Buckley,
Joey Negro,
Cameo,
Aaron Thompson,
Shuggie Otis,
Cluster,
Ponytail,
Amon Düül,
Brick,
Sarah Menescal,
Half Japanese,
Man Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
Quando Quango,
Chris & Cosey,
Arcadia,
One Last Wish,
John Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Ronnie Foster,
The Busters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marvin Gaye,
Kerri Chandler,
This Heat,
Audionom,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Big Daddy Kane,
Porter Ricks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moleskins,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yazoo,
Barrington Levy,
Das Ding,
L. Decosne,
10cc,
The Fortunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Misunderstood,
Heaven 17,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.