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 East Timor and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
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 güiro 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 Pole to the techno 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Curtis Mayfield,
This Heat,
Tim Buckley,
The New Christs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mark Hollis,
The Martian,
Minutemen,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boredoms,
Barbara Tucker,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Birthday Party,
Vladislav Delay,
World's Most,
Main Source,
Camouflage,
Radiohead,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Golliwogs,
a-ha,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
The Evens,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joe Finger,
The Motions,
Scion,
Yusef Lateef,
Lyres,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cybotron,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
OOIOO,
Skarface,
Scrapy,
The Human League,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ten City,
Gichy Dan,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Star Department,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun City Girls,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.