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 Congo and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deakin to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Sun City Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Quando Quango,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June of 44,
Vainqueur,
Eve St. Jones,
Aaron Thompson,
Bang On A Can,
Franke,
Blake Baxter,
The Gun Club,
The Human League,
Brick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Derrick May,
Swell Maps,
Oneida,
Television Personalities,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
Yaz,
Robert Wyatt,
Angry Samoans,
Cecil Taylor,
Kerri Chandler,
La Düsseldorf,
One Last Wish,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bad Manners,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yazoo,
Animal Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Janne Schatter,
Pussy Galore,
Dave Gahan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
Icehouse,
The Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tomorrow,
Bush Tetras,
Stetsasonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Harpers Bizarre,
Graham Central Station,
The Mojo Men,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.