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 South Sudan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Marcia Griffiths to the funk 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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronnie Foster,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Unwound,
Henry Cow,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cluster,
Marvin Gaye,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young,
Make Up,
The Knickerbockers,
The Doors,
Ohio Players,
John Holt,
Maurizio,
Aaron Thompson,
Kurtis Blow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ornette Coleman,
Technova,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
Wolf Eyes,
Pagans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yazoo,
Jeff Mills,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funkadelic,
Sex Pistols,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slits,
Scan 7,
Jawbox,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-Ray Spex,
The Birthday Party,
Junior Murvin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ken Boothe,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
Roy Ayers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Black Dice,
The Last Poets,
The Victims,
Rosa Yemen,
MC5,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
The Music Machine,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.