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 Luxembourg and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Lyres to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Altered Images,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yaz,
Lalann,
A Certain Ratio,
Ossler,
Patti Smith,
In Retrospect,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lightning Bolt,
Eurythmics,
Visage,
The Divine Comedy,
Monolake,
Amon Düül II,
Bill Wells,
The Gladiators,
Rakim,
Q and Not U,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tom Boy,
Deepchord,
Trumans Water,
Joe Finger,
Kevin Saunderson,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
The Mummies,
Mars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-101,
Lungfish,
Blake Baxter,
Donald Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Silicon Teens,
MC5,
Max Romeo,
Matthew Bourne,
John Foxx,
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
The Stooges,
Liliput,
Andrew Hill,
Symarip,
Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.