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 Switzerland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 Aswad to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
10cc,
Graham Central Station,
Depeche Mode,
Surgeon,
Nik Kershaw,
Sister Nancy,
Dorothy Ashby,
CMW,
Roy Ayers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Warsaw,
Q and Not U,
Isaac Hayes,
Chrome,
Kenny Larkin,
Max Romeo,
The Moody Blues,
Anakelly,
Tommy Roe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Cramps,
Deepchord,
Gabor Szabo,
Drexciya,
The Sonics,
The Pop Group,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Music Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Urselle,
Slick Rick,
Goldenarms,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Parry Music,
Bad Manners,
The Detroit Cobras,
Todd Rundgren,
Thee Headcoats,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Archie Shepp,
Royal Trux,
Sight & Sound,
Patti Smith,
Underground Resistance,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Starr,
La Düsseldorf,
Pussy Galore,
Malaria!,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rekid,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.