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 Solomon Islands and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
The United States of America,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang of Four,
Rapeman,
The Moleskins,
John Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kaleidoscope,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scion,
New Order,
Tears for Fears,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fluxion,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry's Kids,
The Move,
Half Japanese,
The Remains,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Index,
The Pretty Things,
Accadde A,
Bang On A Can,
Minnie Riperton,
Infiniti,
Los Fastidios,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Red Krayola,
Suicide,
Sun Ra,
Eve St. Jones,
T. Rex,
Visage,
Bill Near,
X-101,
Jawbox,
Faraquet,
Can,
Yellowson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Music Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Terry,
Rufus Thomas,
Arab on Radar,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dawn Penn,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABC,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.