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 San Marino and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 The Smoke to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Brass Construction,
Susan Cadogan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Star Department,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
Roger Hodgson,
Laurel Aitken,
Ituana,
Black Moon,
KRS-One,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Desert Stars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Liliput,
Silicon Teens,
Delon & Dalcan,
Anakelly,
Dawn Penn,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lindisfarne,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
Swans,
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
Jerry's Kids,
Kenny Larkin,
The Tremeloes,
Gong,
Marmalade,
the Swans,
Loose Ends,
The Zeros,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Trumans Water,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lower 48,
Shoche,
Eden Ahbez,
Graham Central Station,
Mr. Review,
David McCallum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Colin Newman,
The Human League,
David Bowie,
Ossler,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minnie Riperton,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Flag,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.