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 Slovenia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Offenders to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum 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 guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Mr. Review,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Depeche Mode,
Clear Light,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Man Parrish,
China Crisis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ituana,
Whodini,
June of 44,
Godley & Creme,
Basic Channel,
Scrapy,
Zapp,
Danielle Patucci,
Trumans Water,
Spoonie Gee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Copeland,
Ten City,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Gap Band,
Pere Ubu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chris & Cosey,
Bill Near,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
Ultravox,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scientists,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Buzzcocks,
Isaac Hayes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
The Associates,
Urselle,
Excepter,
Lyres,
Sun Ra,
The Victims,
Laurel Aitken,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minutemen,
Outsiders,
Sight & Sound,
John Lydon,
The Golliwogs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.