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 Bahrain and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro 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 Robert Hood to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Stooges,
The Fugs,
Dark Day,
E-Dancer,
Hot Snakes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mars,
The Move,
Leonard Cohen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Main Source,
Babytalk,
Skarface,
Inner City,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
Interpol,
Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q and Not U,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arcadia,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gregory Isaacs,
Aaron Thompson,
The Index,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
The Saints,
Deepchord,
John Foxx,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
Los Fastidios,
Wings,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Laurel Aitken,
Schoolly D,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Qualms,
Ken Boothe,
Tommy Roe,
Maleditus Sound,
Slick Rick,
Niagra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
the Germs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Drexciya,
Fad Gadget,
X-102,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.