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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun Ra to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Nik Kershaw,
Brass Construction,
Minny Pops,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Moon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc.,
UT,
Dennis Brown,
The Wake,
Soft Machine,
Magma,
Can,
Agent Orange,
Chris Corsano,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
Public Enemy,
Sun Ra,
The Saints,
Main Source,
Alphaville,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DNA,
Bang On A Can,
Faust,
The Doobie Brothers,
Symarip,
Anakelly,
James White and The Blacks,
Rod Modell,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Skaos,
Swans,
K-Klass,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Surgeon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Standells,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
Jacques Brel,
Barrington Levy,
Swell Maps,
New Age Steppers,
The Kinks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joe Finger,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.