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 Zimbabwe and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Sandy B,
Stetsasonic,
Tears for Fears,
Crooked Eye,
Kayak,
Sixth Finger,
Eric Copeland,
The Moody Blues,
Rakim,
Mission of Burma,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scan 7,
Chrome,
Freddie Wadling,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-102,
The Wake,
Dennis Brown,
Hardrive,
The Neon Judgement,
MDC,
Joy Division,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Sheep,
Visage,
Derrick May,
The Music Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ice-T,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blackbyrds,
The Kinks,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Index,
Fat Boys,
Mars,
Infiniti,
Swans,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Lower 48,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mr. Review,
Gichy Dan,
Wings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fire Engines,
Liliput,
Eric B and Rakim,
Big Daddy Kane,
DJ Style,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unrelated Segments,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.