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 Eritrea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
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 organ 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 Byron Stingily to the funk 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Happenings,
Zapp,
Kenny Larkin,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
The Doors,
The Standells,
ABBA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rotary Connection,
D'Angelo,
Arthur Verocai,
MDC,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mandrill,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bob Dylan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Coltrane,
E-Dancer,
Hardrive,
The Pretty Things,
Angry Samoans,
Severed Heads,
Kayak,
David Axelrod,
The Gun Club,
Das Ding,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Circle Jerks,
Leonard Cohen,
Deepchord,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funky Four + One,
X-Ray Spex,
Donald Byrd,
Mary Jane Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
Harry Pussy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sun City Girls,
Laurel Aitken,
The Black Dice,
KRS-One,
Blake Baxter,
Lakeside,
The Count Five,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Bananas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
Dark Day,
Zero Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.