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 India and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dark Day to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Qualms,
Crash Course in Science,
Ken Boothe,
Eric Dolphy,
Interpol,
Bobby Byrd,
Television,
Outsiders,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
Yusef Lateef,
Angry Samoans,
Eli Mardock,
Agitation Free,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
The Martian,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sound,
Tom Boy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terry Callier,
Goldenarms,
Albert Ayler,
Barbara Tucker,
The Saints,
The Neon Judgement,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Görl,
Jerry Gold Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Skaos,
Heaven 17,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Intrusion,
Byron Stingily,
Colin Newman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
D'Angelo,
Sarah Menescal,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ponytail,
Franke,
the Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gap Band,
Visage,
Pet Shop Boys,
UT,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.