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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Supertramp to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
D'Angelo,
Rites of Spring,
Don Cherry,
The Vogues,
Cameo,
The Smiths,
Dawn Penn,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Standells,
Los Fastidios,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magma,
Silicon Teens,
Hardrive,
The American Breed,
Scan 7,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Anakelly,
Easy Going,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tom Boy,
Skaos,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cure,
Fear,
Monolake,
Aural Exciters,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
Neu!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Flag,
New Order,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Morten Harket,
Shoche,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Zeros,
The New Christs,
Qualms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yazoo,
Derrick May,
MDC,
Minor Threat,
The Move,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wire,
Eddi Front,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cybotron,
The Walker Brothers,
New Age Steppers,
Al Stewart,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.