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 Mali and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Todd Terry to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
Charles Mingus,
The Divine Comedy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Roxette,
Nick Fraelich,
Buzzcocks,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cybotron,
Bill Near,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quando Quango,
Rufus Thomas,
The Saints,
The Zeros,
Nirvana,
Sonic Youth,
The Evens,
The Five Americans,
Leonard Cohen,
T. Rex,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Gichy Dan,
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Offenders,
Lucky Dragons,
Tres Demented,
K-Klass,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amon Düül II,
Lee Hazlewood,
Guru Guru,
Gang of Four,
Howard Jones,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eurythmics,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantytec,
Lyres,
Dorothy Ashby,
Royal Trux,
Pere Ubu,
Aaron Thompson,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.