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 Cuba and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
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 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 Gang Starr to the jazz 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker,
B.T. Express,
The Zeros,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nas,
Aural Exciters,
Lightning Bolt,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Beasts of Bourbon,
U.S. Maple,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arab on Radar,
Ossler,
Funkadelic,
R.M.O.,
Niagra,
Qualms,
Susan Cadogan,
Albert Ayler,
The Doors,
The Cure,
the Association,
The Saints,
Moss Icon,
Morten Harket,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
the Germs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
Stereo Dub,
The Black Dice,
Second Layer,
Guru Guru,
Robert Wyatt,
Sparks,
Curtis Mayfield,
FM Einheit,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Accadde A,
Tommy Roe,
Alton Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
Joy Division,
Little Man,
The Mojo Men,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.