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 Togo and from Delhi.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Letta Mbulu to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
48th St. Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pussy Galore,
Zapp,
Rekid,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June of 44,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick Morgan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Remains,
The Moleskins,
Cybotron,
Tim Buckley,
Echospace,
Colin Newman,
the Bar-Kays,
Loose Ends,
Gang of Four,
Tropical Tobacco,
Letta Mbulu,
John Lydon,
Anakelly,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronan,
Pierre Henry,
Audionom,
Sight & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Jeff Mills,
Camouflage,
the Human League,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rotary Connection,
Juan Atkins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The New Christs,
David Axelrod,
Albert Ayler,
Joe Finger,
Nico,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slits,
Japan,
Jawbox,
Sixth Finger,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Five Americans,
Dead Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Cell,
X-102,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.