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 Benin and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe 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 Jeff Mills 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Youth Brigade,
Funky Four + One,
Babytalk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Urselle,
Sight & Sound,
Vainqueur,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nico,
Tom Boy,
Joensuu 1685,
Kayak,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Five Americans,
Quando Quango,
Marshall Jefferson,
Freddie Wadling,
the Sonics,
Scratch Acid,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bang On A Can,
China Crisis,
LL Cool J,
Lindisfarne,
Nick Fraelich,
Sex Pistols,
Inner City,
Laurel Aitken,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
X-101,
Can,
Brothers Johnson,
Bad Manners,
Desert Stars,
Albert Ayler,
Q and Not U,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Barracudas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boredoms,
Eddi Front,
Minnie Riperton,
James White and The Blacks,
Blancmange,
8 Eyed Spy,
Patti Smith,
Radiohead,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
Moebius,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Make Up,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Buzzcocks,
Alison Limerick,
Royal Trux,
Y Pants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Magazine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.