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 Bahamas and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Clear Light 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Stooges,
The Move,
Brass Construction,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oblivians,
Audionom,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott Heron,
Negative Approach,
Grandmaster Flash,
Drive Like Jehu,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
Cheater Slicks,
Hashim,
U.S. Maple,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Can,
Kerrie Biddell,
The J.B.'s,
Eurythmics,
The Seeds,
Leonard Cohen,
Echospace,
Skaos,
Nirvana,
The Cramps,
Jacques Brel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
DJ Style,
Motorama,
Bush Tetras,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
Duran Duran,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Yellowson,
The Smiths,
The New Christs,
Hoover,
Au Pairs,
Loose Ends,
Howard Jones,
Ice-T,
Drexciya,
The Young Rascals,
Toni Rubio,
Pierre Henry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
Agitation Free,
Tres Demented,
Wire,
Bronski Beat,
Groovy Waters,
Dave Gahan,
Sparks,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.