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 Spain and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
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 linndrum 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 Gang Starr to the disco 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Nas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Litter,
The Music Machine,
Man Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Max Romeo,
Neil Young,
Accadde A,
Frankie Knuckles,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultra Naté,
Blossom Toes,
Sun Ra,
Quadrant,
Bang On A Can,
Sonic Youth,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Mark Hollis,
Nirvana,
The Divine Comedy,
R.M.O.,
Pole,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick May,
Easy Going,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Heaven 17,
Royal Trux,
the Germs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
The Pretty Things,
Stockholm Monsters,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Average White Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roger Hodgson,
Arcadia,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Visage,
Fat Boys,
Subhumans,
Iggy Pop,
MC5,
U.S. Maple,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lindisfarne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Make Up,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barbara Tucker,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.