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 Malawi and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Can to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bluetip,
Gabor Szabo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Ice-T,
Magazine,
Henry Cow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
Fela Kuti,
Silicon Teens,
Graham Central Station,
Banda Bassotti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Cell,
The Stooges,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Porter Ricks,
Reagan Youth,
Schoolly D,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Five Americans,
Scion,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Slick Rick,
Lucky Dragons,
Underground Resistance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Icehouse,
The Techniques,
10cc,
Technova,
T.S.O.L.,
Radiohead,
Black Flag,
Surgeon,
Amazonics,
Idris Muhammad,
Dead Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Trumans Water,
The Knickerbockers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Colin Newman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.