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 Dominican Republic and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Marvin Gaye to the electroclash 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Juan Atkins,
The Beau Brummels,
Franke,
the Association,
John Lydon,
Index,
Connie Case,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
Ice-T,
Ituana,
Suburban Knight,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Negative Approach,
Kenny Larkin,
Boz Scaggs,
The United States of America,
Pantytec,
Oblivians,
the Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Carl Craig,
A Certain Ratio,
Slave,
Matthew Halsall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tears for Fears,
Nas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Motorama,
Sex Pistols,
Basic Channel,
Idris Muhammad,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Main Source,
Stockholm Monsters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dual Sessions,
Animal Collective,
June of 44,
Ken Boothe,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Finger,
The Mojo Men,
Mark Hollis,
The Cramps,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flash Fearless,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gories,
Moss Icon,
Buzzcocks,
Anthony Braxton,
Make Up,
The Angels of Light,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.