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 Bahrain and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Robert Palmer 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the rock 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sandy B,
The Fugs,
Joy Division,
La Düsseldorf,
Swell Maps,
Bad Manners,
Guru Guru,
John Holt,
The Skatalites,
AZ,
John Cale,
World's Most,
Jawbox,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
Qualms,
Japan,
Michelle Simonal,
Barrington Levy,
Nas,
The Busters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eden Ahbez,
Deakin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Minny Pops,
Peter and Kerry,
Main Source,
Blancmange,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rufus Thomas,
Fatback Band,
Althea and Donna,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Cell,
Scan 7,
John Coltrane,
Audionom,
The Sonics,
Scott Walker,
Duran Duran,
The Flesh Eaters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
Brass Construction,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Human League,
Whodini,
Juan Atkins,
Simply Red,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fuzztones,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.