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 Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Marine Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet 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 mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eurythmics,
Anthony Braxton,
David Bowie,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lyres,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fatback Band,
John Foxx,
Radio Birdman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tres Demented,
Con Funk Shun,
Brand Nubian,
Tubeway Army,
The Mighty Diamonds,
This Heat,
Donny Hathaway,
The Slits,
Derrick May,
Dennis Brown,
The Pretty Things,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Last Poets,
Gang of Four,
Shoche,
Pagans,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rekid,
Soft Machine,
OOIOO,
Arab on Radar,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun City Girls,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television Personalities,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Velvet Underground,
10cc,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
Minutemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hot Snakes,
Thee Headcoats,
Maleditus Sound,
Animal Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.