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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Alphaville to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Velvet Underground,
OOIOO,
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Rundgren,
the Normal,
Bobby Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marine Girls,
Roy Ayers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Malaria!,
Hot Snakes,
Max Romeo,
Can,
The Searchers,
Altered Images,
AZ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Shoche,
Sonic Youth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
A Certain Ratio,
Bauhaus,
Brand Nubian,
Maurizio,
Junior Murvin,
John Foxx,
Darondo,
Warsaw,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Raincoats,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stiv Bators,
Scrapy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Machine,
The Seeds,
Rotary Connection,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Mark Hollis,
Cal Tjader,
Suicide,
Scratch Acid,
48th St. Collective,
Aaron Thompson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Pop Group,
In Retrospect,
B.T. Express,
Rod Modell,
The Fall,
Hardrive,
Dead Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.