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 Malta and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Grey Daturas to the rap 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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Lou Christie,
Aural Exciters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang of Four,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Near,
Half Japanese,
Agent Orange,
Radio Birdman,
The Moody Blues,
Sun Ra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
Anakelly,
Joensuu 1685,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Slick Rick,
Grauzone,
Swell Maps,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Susan Cadogan,
Rosa Yemen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Johnny Clarke,
Ossler,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxy Music,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joe Smooth,
Section 25,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Busters,
The Associates,
The Slackers,
Ituana,
Babytalk,
Talk Talk,
ABC,
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Techniques,
Eric Dolphy,
Laurel Aitken,
Qualms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalann,
David Axelrod,
Todd Terry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.