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 Congo and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Inner City to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suburban Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
R.M.O.,
Rod Modell,
Flash Fearless,
Nirvana,
Flipper,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maurizio,
Kerri Chandler,
The Barracudas,
The Motions,
Barry Ungar,
U.S. Maple,
A Certain Ratio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Rufus Thomas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harmonia,
A Flock of Seagulls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Vogues,
The Stooges,
Country Teasers,
Scrapy,
Sonny Sharrock,
UT,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Modern Lovers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gastr Del Sol,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Can,
Schoolly D,
Cymande,
Quadrant,
Lindisfarne,
Man Parrish,
Pantytec,
The United States of America,
Man Eating Sloth,
Frankie Knuckles,
MDC,
Amazonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yellowson,
The Happenings,
Reuben Wilson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.