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 Italy and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kayak to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lucky Dragons,
Procol Harum,
Black Pus,
The Fuzztones,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Duran Duran,
Slick Rick,
The Litter,
Make Up,
Sarah Menescal,
The Offenders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Das Ding,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
R.M.O.,
Roy Ayers,
Barbara Tucker,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
Erykah Badu,
Sex Pistols,
Black Flag,
Mars,
Section 25,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bronski Beat,
Zero Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Star Department,
Thee Headcoats,
Minnie Riperton,
Niagra,
Infiniti,
T.S.O.L.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra,
Panda Bear,
Tim Buckley,
Pagans,
Saccharine Trust,
Kayak,
Black Moon,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Holt,
Marc Almond,
Rod Modell,
Sparks,
Funkadelic,
Ludus,
Excepter,
Barrington Levy,
Funky Four + One,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.