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 Brazil and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 One Last Wish 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fortunes,
Flipper,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Henry Cow,
Blake Baxter,
Silicon Teens,
Roger Hodgson,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mummies,
Wire,
Darondo,
Bill Wells,
E-Dancer,
The Litter,
Black Pus,
Tomorrow,
Dual Sessions,
Minutemen,
Crash Course in Science,
Saccharine Trust,
Blancmange,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masters at Work,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minny Pops,
AZ,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Goldenarms,
Godley & Creme,
The Offenders,
Eric Dolphy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultra Naté,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rakim,
Mantronix,
Subhumans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Can,
Jeff Mills,
JFA,
Camouflage,
Jacob Miller,
Dennis Brown,
48th St. Collective,
Monolake,
Y Pants,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.