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 Chad and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Infiniti to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Alison Limerick,
Unwound,
Robert Görl,
Juan Atkins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Wells,
Crash Course in Science,
Archie Shepp,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Move,
Wasted Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Derrick Morgan,
Sarah Menescal,
Liliput,
DNA,
Tubeway Army,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
The Busters,
Black Pus,
Y Pants,
JFA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
LL Cool J,
Crooked Eye,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blossom Toes,
The Monochrome Set,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Hill,
Oblivians,
John Lydon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camberwell Now,
Circle Jerks,
The Last Poets,
Crime,
the Swans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Neu!,
U.S. Maple,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suicide,
The Invisible,
Michelle Simonal,
Yusef Lateef,
Althea and Donna,
Heaven 17,
Vainqueur,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.