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 Libya and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Hoover to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Remains,
Soft Cell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Swans,
The Young Rascals,
The Dave Clark Five,
Echospace,
Von Mondo,
The Last Poets,
The Red Krayola,
The Busters,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Byron Stingily,
Procol Harum,
Skaos,
Fear,
Marcia Griffiths,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Symarip,
Sight & Sound,
Marmalade,
Sandy B,
MC5,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Association,
The New Christs,
Con Funk Shun,
Funkadelic,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magazine,
Suburban Knight,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tommy Roe,
Nico,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Main Source,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sun Ra,
The Cure,
Massinfluence,
the Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wasted Youth,
Marine Girls,
One Last Wish,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.