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 Korea South and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Basic Channel to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Vainqueur,
Thompson Twins,
The Offenders,
The American Breed,
Pantytec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moby Grape,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Count Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gladiators,
This Heat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Echospace,
New York Dolls,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Star Department,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quantec,
Erasure,
D'Angelo,
UT,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Ossler,
The Motions,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DNA,
Peter & Gordon,
Stetsasonic,
The Index,
The Fall,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Martian,
Youth Brigade,
the Germs,
Wings,
Animal Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Monochrome Set,
Crooked Eye,
Chrome,
JFA,
Drexciya,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.