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 Cameroon and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Youth Brigade to the jazz 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Animal Collective,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Michelle Simonal,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camouflage,
Crime,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
Khruangbin,
Chris & Cosey,
Rekid,
Qualms,
Idris Muhammad,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ponytail,
Glenn Branca,
Cymande,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
D'Angelo,
The Martian,
The Angels of Light,
Delta 5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Chrome,
Accadde A,
Oblivians,
Robert Görl,
Arab on Radar,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Barracudas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marmalade,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Second Layer,
Public Enemy,
The Names,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lower 48,
Ohio Players,
Robert Hood,
The Leaves,
Erasure,
In Retrospect,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
A Certain Ratio,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare,
Masters at Work,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Graham Central Station,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.