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 Ukraine and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Essential Logic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Audionom,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Machine,
Malaria!,
Jerry's Kids,
Dennis Brown,
The Smoke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lyres,
Sister Nancy,
F. McDonald,
Tropical Tobacco,
EPMD,
Amon Düül II,
Gregory Isaacs,
Main Source,
Negative Approach,
Eurythmics,
Graham Central Station,
The Real Kids,
Erasure,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mark Hollis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Heaven 17,
Agitation Free,
The American Breed,
Cal Tjader,
China Crisis,
Gabor Szabo,
Groovy Waters,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mojo Men,
Hardrive,
The Techniques,
Lungfish,
Bad Manners,
Brick,
Connie Case,
Warsaw,
Erykah Badu,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultra Naté,
FM Einheit,
Organ,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Flipper,
The Modern Lovers,
Janne Schatter,
The J.B.'s,
Camouflage,
the Sonics,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed,
Crime,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.