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 Kuwait and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
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 spring reverb 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 David Axelrod to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Black Flag,
Oblivians,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pulsallama,
Rites of Spring,
Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Circle Jerks,
Ronan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chrome,
Half Japanese,
The Slits,
Scan 7,
Black Bananas,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Womack,
Archie Shepp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker,
The Associates,
Byron Stingily,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David Bowie,
Heaven 17,
Robert Görl,
The Black Dice,
Cameo,
Adolescents,
Khruangbin,
Deadbeat,
Blake Baxter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultimate Spinach,
Qualms,
Jerry's Kids,
Brand Nubian,
Radiohead,
a-ha,
Max Romeo,
Mark Hollis,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Charles Mingus,
Jacques Brel,
Stetsasonic,
The Toasters,
The Modern Lovers,
The Music Machine,
Angry Samoans,
X-102,
The Human League,
Barry Ungar,
Con Funk Shun,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.