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 Peru and from Accra.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nas 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Techniques,
Gang Starr,
Alice Coltrane,
Lindisfarne,
Mars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Man Eating Sloth,
Janne Schatter,
Don Cherry,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Byron Stingily,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Funkadelic,
Vainqueur,
Guru Guru,
The Names,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Adolescents,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gap Band,
X-101,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
Bad Manners,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Max Romeo,
The Modern Lovers,
Procol Harum,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Quando Quango,
Quantec,
Sandy B,
Joy Division,
Nico,
John Foxx,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Leonard Cohen,
Saccharine Trust,
Gichy Dan,
Joyce Sims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Knickerbockers,
the Association,
Frankie Knuckles,
Section 25,
Surgeon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Duran Duran,
Marine Girls,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.