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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 The Pop Group to the disco 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Leaves,
Josef K,
Inner City,
Letta Mbulu,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
Pantaleimon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Prunes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun City Girls,
Agitation Free,
Black Bananas,
Jeff Lynne,
Technova,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Litter,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
Brass Construction,
The Gap Band,
Tom Boy,
John Foxx,
Fluxion,
Massinfluence,
Warsaw,
John Holt,
Alton Ellis,
The New Christs,
The Real Kids,
One Last Wish,
Magma,
Reagan Youth,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
Byron Stingily,
Todd Terry,
Mary Jane Girls,
D'Angelo,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxette,
Anthony Braxton,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kaleidoscope,
Deadbeat,
Erykah Badu,
Graham Central Station,
Black Sheep,
Model 500,
Prince Buster,
The Names,
Max Romeo,
Crash Course in Science,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ultimate Spinach,
Juan Atkins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.