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 Sudan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Television Personalities to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blues Magoos,
Lindisfarne,
The Fire Engines,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Underground Resistance,
Sällskapet,
Urselle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Schoolly D,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June of 44,
OOIOO,
Black Flag,
Goldenarms,
Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blancmange,
Essential Logic,
Rod Modell,
Whodini,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ponytail,
Severed Heads,
Silicon Teens,
Infiniti,
Sex Pistols,
Michelle Simonal,
Nation of Ulysses,
K-Klass,
Cecil Taylor,
Mark Hollis,
Maleditus Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Au Pairs,
Half Japanese,
Moss Icon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hoover,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun Ra,
Oblivians,
Intrusion,
The Move,
James White and The Blacks,
Ossler,
Newcleus,
Con Funk Shun,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Bar-Kays,
Bush Tetras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sun City Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grauzone,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.