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 Russia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the disco 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
FM Einheit,
Ultra Naté,
Arcadia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Iggy Pop,
Youth Brigade,
Malaria!,
Charles Mingus,
Thompson Twins,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Mills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Motorama,
48th St. Collective,
The Skatalites,
June Days,
John Coltrane,
Fatback Band,
Hot Snakes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Basic Channel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mr. Review,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
This Heat,
The Neon Judgement,
Joey Negro,
Scratch Acid,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grey Daturas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lucky Dragons,
Underground Resistance,
AZ,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
The United States of America,
Ituana,
Aswad,
Moss Icon,
Delta 5,
Desert Stars,
Supertramp,
Pylon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Slackers,
The Real Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Smooth,
X-101,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.