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 Sudan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Clear Light to the jazz 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wolf Eyes,
Sister Nancy,
Barrington Levy,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Pagans,
Chrome,
Echospace,
Lyres,
Soulsonic Force,
The Neon Judgement,
B.T. Express,
Nick Fraelich,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
OOIOO,
Gichy Dan,
Depeche Mode,
KRS-One,
Talk Talk,
Laurel Aitken,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jacob Miller,
Spandau Ballet,
Grauzone,
ABBA,
Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hashim,
Deadbeat,
Qualms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Five Americans,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gories,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Von Mondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Bar-Kays,
Porter Ricks,
Vladislav Delay,
cv313,
Eden Ahbez,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mr. Review,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joyce Sims,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
One Last Wish,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Bananas,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.