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 Egypt and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ 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 Flipper to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Skaos,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Funky Four + One,
Alison Limerick,
EPMD,
Babytalk,
Television,
Kerri Chandler,
Alton Ellis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pylon,
Freddie Wadling,
Newcleus,
Second Layer,
New Age Steppers,
D'Angelo,
Y Pants,
Bush Tetras,
Marine Girls,
Harmonia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dead Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rosa Yemen,
Nico,
Liliput,
Con Funk Shun,
Graham Central Station,
Brand Nubian,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Halsall,
Monolake,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Move,
The Dead C,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Model 500,
U.S. Maple,
Bob Dylan,
The Music Machine,
Ponytail,
Patti Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
Depeche Mode,
Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Mars,
Alphaville,
Kurtis Blow,
Skarface,
Eden Ahbez,
Porter Ricks,
Colin Newman,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.