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 Luxembourg and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Robert Palmer 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 Rakim to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Hill,
Roxette,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Albert Ayler,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mars,
Loose Ends,
Faraquet,
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
Crooked Eye,
the Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
The Victims,
Blancmange,
Main Source,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Bananas,
Black Sheep,
Brass Construction,
T. Rex,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Sherman,
Freddie Wadling,
Bob Dylan,
The Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Con Funk Shun,
Bad Manners,
Nik Kershaw,
Yusef Lateef,
E-Dancer,
The Fuzztones,
KRS-One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
Sex Pistols,
June Days,
Gang Starr,
Glenn Branca,
Minny Pops,
Fat Boys,
The Angels of Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tim Buckley,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Technova,
The Human League,
Supertramp,
Trumans Water,
the Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.