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 Chile and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator 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 Deadbeat to the jazz 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Swell Maps,
Eddi Front,
Lungfish,
Los Fastidios,
Swans,
Brothers Johnson,
Toni Rubio,
Scrapy,
Bill Wells,
LL Cool J,
Junior Murvin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Germs,
Kaleidoscope,
Aaron Thompson,
Metal Thangz,
Joensuu 1685,
Carl Craig,
The Happenings,
Silicon Teens,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Invisible,
Hasil Adkins,
The Sonics,
Lyres,
The Selecter,
Negative Approach,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Funkadelic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mr. Review,
Glambeats Corp.,
Talk Talk,
Bauhaus,
the Normal,
Pussy Galore,
the Sonics,
The Walker Brothers,
David Axelrod,
Soul II Soul,
Gichy Dan,
Tom Boy,
Jeff Mills,
The Vogues,
Aural Exciters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Man Parrish,
Cameo,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Guru Guru,
Idris Muhammad,
Barbara Tucker,
The Move,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arab on Radar,
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.