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 Norway and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rock 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ 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 organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Visage,
Derrick May,
The Mojo Men,
Magma,
Sonic Youth,
The Fugs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roxy Music,
Das Ding,
Todd Terry,
Alice Coltrane,
John Foxx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gun Club,
Model 500,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Donald Byrd,
Technova,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sight & Sound,
Al Stewart,
The Tremeloes,
The New Christs,
Isaac Hayes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mantronix,
Jacob Miller,
Kayak,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
MDC,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Agent Orange,
Loose Ends,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soulsonic Force,
ABC,
Flipper,
John Coltrane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sällskapet,
The Slackers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Holt,
Sound Behaviour,
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
Stetsasonic,
The Buckinghams,
10cc,
Thompson Twins,
Scratch Acid,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.