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 Fiji and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Eurythmics to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
FM Einheit,
Monolake,
The Last Poets,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Massinfluence,
Slick Rick,
Au Pairs,
Tom Boy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wire,
CMW,
Byron Stingily,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Leonard Cohen,
Sister Nancy,
Morten Harket,
Ponytail,
Stereo Dub,
Blancmange,
The Cramps,
Marcia Griffiths,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
The Fugs,
Dual Sessions,
X-101,
Silicon Teens,
Judy Mowatt,
Steve Hackett,
Shuggie Otis,
Simply Red,
Marine Girls,
China Crisis,
Reagan Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blake Baxter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roxette,
T. Rex,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sound Behaviour,
Suburban Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Colin Newman,
Drexciya,
L. Decosne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ken Boothe,
Unwound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Sonics,
The Star Department,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.