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 Sri Lanka and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mojo Men,
Warren Ellis,
Hardrive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Morten Harket,
Gong,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gabor Szabo,
R.M.O.,
the Normal,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick May,
AZ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roxy Music,
Surgeon,
Funky Four + One,
New Age Steppers,
Pulsallama,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
Con Funk Shun,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Smog,
Lakeside,
The Cure,
Janne Schatter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Interpol,
Blossom Toes,
John Cale,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Toni Rubio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sugar Minott,
Average White Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Axelrod,
The Wake,
Intrusion,
Deadbeat,
The J.B.'s,
Sparks,
China Crisis,
The Pretty Things,
Cal Tjader,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Slave,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül II,
Fad Gadget,
The Smoke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.