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 France and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Quantec to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Roy Ayers,
Skarface,
8 Eyed Spy,
Connie Case,
The Cowsills,
The Black Dice,
Oneida,
Brothers Johnson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bootsy Collins,
Siglo XX,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Trojans,
Television Personalities,
Neil Young,
Kas Product,
Anakelly,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gichy Dan,
Stereo Dub,
AZ,
Cameo,
Boredoms,
Inner City,
Moebius,
Roxette,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Litter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
Goldenarms,
Lalann,
Camberwell Now,
Wally Richardson,
Supertramp,
Blake Baxter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Knickerbockers,
Altered Images,
Dawn Penn,
Quadrant,
Buzzcocks,
Joensuu 1685,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Soft Cell,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.