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 Guatemala and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Robert Palmer 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 Desert Stars to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blues Magoos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
DJ Sneak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Depeche Mode,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rod Modell,
the Bar-Kays,
Bootsy Collins,
Barrington Levy,
Gang Starr,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hoover,
Matthew Bourne,
Drexciya,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Little Man,
Flipper,
Robert Hood,
The Buckinghams,
Roxette,
Niagra,
Vainqueur,
Tommy Roe,
June of 44,
The Gladiators,
Easy Going,
Connie Case,
Aural Exciters,
Intrusion,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reagan Youth,
China Crisis,
K-Klass,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joyce Sims,
Blancmange,
Tropical Tobacco,
In Retrospect,
Faust,
ABC,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grauzone,
Gastr Del Sol,
cv313,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Crash Course in Science,
Charles Mingus,
Dark Day,
The Red Krayola,
Fatback Band,
Flash Fearless,
One Last Wish,
Black Moon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Goldenarms,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.