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 Kenya and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amazonics to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Albert Ayler,
Junior Murvin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
Mad Mike,
Jeff Lynne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Offenders,
Altered Images,
Hashim,
The Saints,
Sight & Sound,
Rod Modell,
Skaos,
Juan Atkins,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sandy B,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Buckinghams,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Severed Heads,
The Dave Clark Five,
Flash Fearless,
Rufus Thomas,
Buzzcocks,
Fat Boys,
Public Enemy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Funky Four + One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABBA,
Jawbox,
The Invisible,
Hot Snakes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dawn Penn,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dark Day,
The Trojans,
The Durutti Column,
Sun City Girls,
10cc,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Malaria!,
The Techniques,
Brick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radiohead,
B.T. Express,
Pantytec,
Subhumans,
Kerri Chandler,
Easy Going,
Icehouse,
Susan Cadogan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Knickerbockers,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.