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 Kazakhstan and from Toronto.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 DJ Sneak to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Pantaleimon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Simply Red,
Marine Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Osbourne,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
Scratch Acid,
Nik Kershaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Christie,
The Misunderstood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Real Kids,
The Barracudas,
Leonard Cohen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erykah Badu,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Style,
Robert Wyatt,
Mission of Burma,
Heaven 17,
Dennis Brown,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rufus Thomas,
Scientists,
Animal Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Massinfluence,
Tears for Fears,
Soulsonic Force,
Circle Jerks,
Ponytail,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joey Negro,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Techniques,
Ultravox,
Harpers Bizarre,
These Immortal Souls,
Guru Guru,
The Buckinghams,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
Sparks,
Dave Gahan,
KRS-One,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
ABBA,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.