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 New Zealand and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rap 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Bluetip,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Unwound,
David McCallum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Connie Case,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Cluster,
Joyce Sims,
Kaleidoscope,
Toni Rubio,
Tommy Roe,
PIL,
Steve Hackett,
Nirvana,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soft Machine,
Rakim,
Pere Ubu,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echospace,
Avey Tare,
The Names,
Quadrant,
Darondo,
Soulsonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Ituana,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Crime,
Arab on Radar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-Ray Spex,
U.S. Maple,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alphaville,
Stetsasonic,
Pagans,
Guru Guru,
Tom Boy,
Monolake,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fad Gadget,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed,
Jawbox,
ABBA,
The Gladiators,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.