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 Turkey and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 The Happenings to the funk 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
The Motions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Flag,
Arab on Radar,
Roxette,
Audionom,
The Evens,
cv313,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tom Boy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
H. Thieme,
KRS-One,
Y Pants,
Matthew Bourne,
Skriet,
Liliput,
Thompson Twins,
Eric Copeland,
Blancmange,
Howard Jones,
Ronan,
The Leaves,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
Zero Boys,
The Sonics,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Section 25,
Eli Mardock,
Trumans Water,
Terry Callier,
Interpol,
Heaven 17,
Inner City,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cowsills,
DJ Sneak,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Josef K,
Ice-T,
Can,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blues Magoos,
Aloha Tigers,
Dawn Penn,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.