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 Norway and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Camberwell Now to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Girls At Our Best!,
Half Japanese,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yazoo,
Donny Hathaway,
Dual Sessions,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fortunes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronan,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Mills,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Skatalites,
Subhumans,
Pagans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The New Christs,
The American Breed,
The Durutti Column,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mojo Men,
the Bar-Kays,
Jawbox,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxy Music,
Eric Copeland,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Doors,
Soul II Soul,
Scientists,
Minor Threat,
Bad Manners,
Gong,
This Heat,
Nils Olav,
Howard Jones,
Byron Stingily,
Crash Course in Science,
Neu!,
Public Enemy,
Youth Brigade,
John Holt,
Wire,
John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tubeway Army,
The Grass Roots,
The Smiths,
The Modern Lovers,
Mandrill,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.