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 Morocco and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
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 808 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 The Trojans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Boz Scaggs,
Fat Boys,
Masters at Work,
Bad Manners,
David McCallum,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
E-Dancer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fela Kuti,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Babytalk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quadrant,
Vladislav Delay,
Can,
Youth Brigade,
Electric Prunes,
Nick Fraelich,
T. Rex,
Lungfish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Average White Band,
Visage,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Almond,
Lalo Schifrin,
Henry Cow,
Model 500,
The Remains,
Amon Düül,
Sam Rivers,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacob Miller,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerri Chandler,
Sun Ra,
June Days,
The Names,
The Fall,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Slits,
CMW,
Pantytec,
Skaos,
Kurtis Blow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gories,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Mills,
Newcleus,
Blancmange,
Sarah Menescal,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ponytail,
The Slits,
Patti Smith,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.