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 Australia and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Minny Pops to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Green,
The Black Dice,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swans,
Can,
Organ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Slick Rick,
Man Parrish,
Bluetip,
Outsiders,
the Soft Cell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alison Limerick,
Arthur Verocai,
Panda Bear,
Hoover,
Ponytail,
Flamin' Groovies,
Howard Jones,
China Crisis,
The Associates,
June Days,
The Modern Lovers,
Pantytec,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eli Mardock,
Black Flag,
Brand Nubian,
Mars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cameo,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moody Blues,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Freddie Wadling,
Maurizio,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sam Rivers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
Sugar Minott,
Pharoah Sanders,
Underground Resistance,
Cybotron,
Donny Hathaway,
Nas,
Quando Quango,
Japan,
Youth Brigade,
Byron Stingily,
Television Personalities,
Donald Byrd,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.