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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eric B and Rakim to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Teasers,
Scientists,
Unwound,
Pulsallama,
Prince Buster,
Glenn Branca,
The Human League,
Jeff Mills,
FM Einheit,
Drive Like Jehu,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Absolute Body Control,
Nation of Ulysses,
Yusef Lateef,
Man Eating Sloth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Radio Birdman,
Mission of Burma,
PIL,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kaleidoscope,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Donald Byrd,
Mantronix,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Index,
Peter & Gordon,
Carl Craig,
Jerry's Kids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Don Cherry,
The Pop Group,
The Names,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
The Associates,
The Searchers,
Freddie Wadling,
Iggy Pop,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
Whodini,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Can,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
The Monochrome Set,
The United States of America,
Skriet,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville,
The Real Kids,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.