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 Togo and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 arpeggiator 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 New York Dolls to the rock 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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
In Retrospect,
Rufus Thomas,
Lalann,
Los Fastidios,
The Misunderstood,
The Cramps,
Pylon,
Mission of Burma,
Godley & Creme,
Juan Atkins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Byron Stingily,
Al Stewart,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
cv313,
Ice-T,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
China Crisis,
The Pop Group,
The Tremeloes,
Donald Byrd,
Isaac Hayes,
Slick Rick,
Peter and Kerry,
Desert Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Niagra,
Lou Reed,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Yellowson,
Accadde A,
Tommy Roe,
The Barracudas,
The Cure,
Harpers Bizarre,
Johnny Clarke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arthur Verocai,
The American Breed,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Associates,
Lyres,
The Names,
Crooked Eye,
Shoche,
Jeru the Damaja,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quadrant,
Qualms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
These Immortal Souls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.