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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord 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 Massinfluence to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Fela Kuti,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stereo Dub,
Suburban Knight,
Archie Shepp,
the Association,
Delta 5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DJ Style,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Goldenarms,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Masters at Work,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mandrill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
cv313,
Duran Duran,
The Pretty Things,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Buzzcocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Drive Like Jehu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Derrick May,
Joensuu 1685,
Theoretical Girls,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barrington Levy,
Vainqueur,
Procol Harum,
The Skatalites,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
Magma,
Robert Görl,
Absolute Body Control,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moby Grape,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amazonics,
Tropical Tobacco,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Michelle Simonal,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blake Baxter,
Thompson Twins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Trumans Water,
Index,
The Evens,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.