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 Barbados and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Deadbeat to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
The Angels of Light,
Nas,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
China Crisis,
DNA,
Neu!,
New Order,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blancmange,
Mars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nico,
Sugar Minott,
Aloha Tigers,
Lindisfarne,
Chris Corsano,
Letta Mbulu,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Alphaville,
Brand Nubian,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul II Soul,
Black Moon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Magma,
Scion,
Skaos,
Archie Shepp,
Davy DMX,
the Germs,
Babytalk,
Mandrill,
Girls At Our Best!,
Clear Light,
Charles Mingus,
New York Dolls,
Gong,
Albert Ayler,
Chris & Cosey,
Tim Buckley,
Theoretical Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glenn Branca,
Marvin Gaye,
Zero Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
R.M.O.,
Can,
Toni Rubio,
Alice Coltrane,
Icehouse,
Nils Olav,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.