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 Belarus and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Fatback Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Kevin Saunderson,
R.M.O.,
Average White Band,
Agitation Free,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul II Soul,
Ten City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Lucky Dragons,
Adolescents,
Sällskapet,
Arthur Verocai,
Bad Manners,
Joey Negro,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
Judy Mowatt,
Terry Callier,
Ohio Players,
Bronski Beat,
Agent Orange,
The Saints,
Q and Not U,
The Fire Engines,
Brick,
The Moody Blues,
Stetsasonic,
The Seeds,
Althea and Donna,
Laurel Aitken,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Offenders,
Symarip,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Litter,
Ken Boothe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Intrusion,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
Little Man,
Jeff Lynne,
Liliput,
Robert Wyatt,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Vainqueur,
Das Ding,
Alison Limerick,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.