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 Armenia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Intrusion,
Shuggie Otis,
The Trojans,
Patti Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
Howard Jones,
Fear,
Fad Gadget,
Rufus Thomas,
The Index,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
Al Stewart,
Babytalk,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
The Fuzztones,
the Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Faust,
Circle Jerks,
Connie Case,
Panda Bear,
Outsiders,
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
the Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bizarre Inc.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fat Boys,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blues Magoos,
Underground Resistance,
The New Christs,
Porter Ricks,
These Immortal Souls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
48th St. Collective,
Spoonie Gee,
Harmonia,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kurtis Blow,
Bluetip,
Malaria!,
ABBA,
Average White Band,
Brick,
Mr. Review,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.