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 Honduras and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 Ponytail to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Lindisfarne,
Blake Baxter,
Barbara Tucker,
The Selecter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Simply Red,
Unrelated Segments,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Warren Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Freddie Wadling,
Roy Ayers,
Average White Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Popol Vuh,
Fatback Band,
The Saints,
Cameo,
The Golliwogs,
La Düsseldorf,
the Association,
the Bar-Kays,
The Pretty Things,
World's Most,
The Tremeloes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moebius,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Henry Cow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Byrd,
Monolake,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Boredoms,
Kool Moe Dee,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nirvana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
June Days,
X-102,
Lucky Dragons,
Eve St. Jones,
Khruangbin,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reagan Youth,
Nico,
The Mojo Men,
Public Enemy,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J,
Tim Buckley,
Negative Approach,
Liliput,
Mars,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.