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 Suriname and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Subhumans,
Quadrant,
Lyres,
Roy Ayers,
LL Cool J,
Wally Richardson,
Nick Fraelich,
Schoolly D,
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Moon,
Procol Harum,
Reuben Wilson,
Dennis Brown,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mandrill,
Boredoms,
The Divine Comedy,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Byrd,
Thee Headcoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Altered Images,
Ronnie Foster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gladiators,
Oneida,
Marshall Jefferson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Dolphy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tubeway Army,
The Sonics,
Minutemen,
Erasure,
Jacob Miller,
Oblivians,
Groovy Waters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sandy B,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Happenings,
Pantytec,
Soul II Soul,
8 Eyed Spy,
Newcleus,
Pulsallama,
Wasted Youth,
Mantronix,
The Walker Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Moby Grape,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.