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 Bhutan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Slick Rick,
The Alarm Clocks,
Altered Images,
Banda Bassotti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Moody Blues,
Rufus Thomas,
The Seeds,
The Gap Band,
The Human League,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pop Group,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun City Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
The Evens,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skriet,
Donald Byrd,
Gabor Szabo,
Scrapy,
Alphaville,
Idris Muhammad,
Ken Boothe,
Steve Hackett,
Stereo Dub,
Dennis Brown,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June Days,
Cluster,
Wire,
Bad Manners,
Liliput,
The Blackbyrds,
The Names,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Agent Orange,
Vainqueur,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
Rekid,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun Ra,
Graham Central Station,
Robert Hood,
Tim Buckley,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
Little Man,
Archie Shepp,
John Cale,
Visage,
Fatback Band,
Wings,
Negative Approach,
The Count Five,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.