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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Copeland,
Danielle Patucci,
Sex Pistols,
Yusef Lateef,
Fluxion,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonic Youth,
The Wake,
ABBA,
PIL,
Andrew Hill,
Avey Tare,
F. McDonald,
Warsaw,
Hoover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visage,
The Gladiators,
Thee Headcoats,
Saccharine Trust,
The Blackbyrds,
R.M.O.,
Joey Negro,
Eric Dolphy,
Joyce Sims,
The Real Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
Sparks,
Q65,
Jeff Mills,
Minor Threat,
Ken Boothe,
Model 500,
One Last Wish,
Circle Jerks,
Nick Fraelich,
a-ha,
Ludus,
Magazine,
Guru Guru,
Ultravox,
Eurythmics,
The Happenings,
Unrelated Segments,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Skriet,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sonny Sharrock,
Peter and Kerry,
Morten Harket,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Names,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.