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 Papua New Guinea and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Massinfluence to the crunk 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deepchord,
Negative Approach,
This Heat,
EPMD,
Aswad,
The Moody Blues,
Wolf Eyes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pop Group,
The United States of America,
Marshall Jefferson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
Pantaleimon,
Crash Course in Science,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Mission of Burma,
Severed Heads,
Man Eating Sloth,
Visage,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Easy Going,
Anakelly,
Dawn Penn,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doors,
The Selecter,
Dead Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Sällskapet,
Faust,
Soft Cell,
Rufus Thomas,
Gang Green,
Rekid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stiv Bators,
The Smoke,
Nirvana,
Minny Pops,
DJ Sneak,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New Age Steppers,
The Names,
The Fuzztones,
Circle Jerks,
Chrome,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Animal Collective,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.