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 Togo and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Captain Beefheart 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 LL Cool J to the jazz 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
The Blues Magoos,
Khruangbin,
Mary Jane Girls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Techniques,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vladislav Delay,
Intrusion,
Leonard Cohen,
The Walker Brothers,
the Bar-Kays,
The Buckinghams,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blackbyrds,
Charles Mingus,
L. Decosne,
Henry Cow,
Swans,
The Monochrome Set,
The Remains,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
The Misunderstood,
Fatback Band,
The Doors,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Age Steppers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Das Ding,
The American Breed,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Mills,
Heaven 17,
Unrelated Segments,
Crime,
Reuben Wilson,
Gichy Dan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yusef Lateef,
The Neon Judgement,
Arcadia,
Rotary Connection,
Cybotron,
Darondo,
Bill Wells,
The J.B.'s,
Joyce Sims,
Marmalade,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.