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 Kiribati and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Sister Nancy to the grime 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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Adolescents,
Heaven 17,
Brothers Johnson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Velvet Underground,
Model 500,
The Pop Group,
The Beau Brummels,
Delon & Dalcan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Agitation Free,
X-Ray Spex,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lalann,
The Sound,
The Selecter,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABBA,
Popol Vuh,
L. Decosne,
Sugar Minott,
Donald Byrd,
Porter Ricks,
the Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Slave,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Durutti Column,
The Motions,
E-Dancer,
Mary Jane Girls,
D'Angelo,
Schoolly D,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bronski Beat,
Idris Muhammad,
Mark Hollis,
Harry Pussy,
Alison Limerick,
Roy Ayers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Zapp,
The Golliwogs,
John Lydon,
The Evens,
The Electric Prunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacob Miller,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.