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 Zimbabwe and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 JFA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Silicon Teens,
Saccharine Trust,
the Sonics,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gun Club,
Lyres,
The Knickerbockers,
the Human League,
The Grass Roots,
Urselle,
Faust,
Pagans,
Soft Machine,
Ituana,
The Saints,
Technova,
Inner City,
FM Einheit,
Trumans Water,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Thee Headcoats,
The Mojo Men,
Morten Harket,
DNA,
John Coltrane,
La Düsseldorf,
Metal Thangz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
World's Most,
Mary Jane Girls,
Duran Duran,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shuggie Otis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doors,
Essential Logic,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Searchers,
The Electric Prunes,
Mantronix,
Wings,
Matthew Halsall,
Nik Kershaw,
The Black Dice,
Charles Mingus,
John Holt,
Eric Copeland,
The Neon Judgement,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scan 7,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Make Up,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
Pulsallama,
Fad Gadget,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.