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 Senegal and from Seoul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Cell to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
Average White Band,
Inner City,
Magma,
Mission of Burma,
Marvin Gaye,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Grass Roots,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funkadelic,
Yaz,
Visage,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Dirtbombs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Juan Atkins,
Excepter,
Oblivians,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Silicon Teens,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry's Kids,
The Real Kids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bauhaus,
Janne Schatter,
Alison Limerick,
Flash Fearless,
Procol Harum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Y Pants,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Idris Muhammad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
MDC,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
UT,
Letta Mbulu,
The Angels of Light,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Doors,
Fat Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Scratch Acid,
Sarah Menescal,
10cc,
Fatback Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Arab on Radar,
Sparks,
Robert Hood,
Yellowson,
Yazoo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.