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 Rwanda and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dave Clark Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Eric B and Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Cameo,
Sparks,
The Smiths,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nico,
Easy Going,
Man Parrish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Morten Harket,
Soulsonic Force,
Oneida,
Newcleus,
Wasted Youth,
June Days,
Joe Smooth,
Bluetip,
Aloha Tigers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker,
In Retrospect,
Pere Ubu,
Pierre Henry,
T.S.O.L.,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Bourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Silicon Teens,
The Dirtbombs,
Marine Girls,
The Music Machine,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donald Byrd,
The Red Krayola,
Drexciya,
Sexual Harrassment,
Don Cherry,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Idris Muhammad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Coltrane,
The Motions,
The Angels of Light,
The Last Poets,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Fugs,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gories,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.