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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
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 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 Cymande to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yazoo,
Aswad,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
Jacob Miller,
Ponytail,
Drexciya,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Scientists,
Alice Coltrane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
The Moleskins,
ABBA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Niagra,
Loose Ends,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Zeros,
The Doors,
Blake Baxter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Last Poets,
DJ Sneak,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Real Kids,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aaron Thompson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cymande,
Tom Boy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Goldenarms,
Spoonie Gee,
The Motions,
Grey Daturas,
Erasure,
Gichy Dan,
Cecil Taylor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Los Fastidios,
Visage,
Schoolly D,
The Index,
The Names,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rod Modell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
Wire,
Gastr Del Sol,
LL Cool J,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.