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 Nicaragua and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
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 808 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Walker Brothers,
The Busters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Glenn Branca,
Minny Pops,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Outsiders,
Shuggie Otis,
the Bar-Kays,
The Names,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
Monolake,
The Martian,
Quando Quango,
Gichy Dan,
Max Romeo,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter and Kerry,
Marc Almond,
The United States of America,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Motorama,
Prince Buster,
The Durutti Column,
D'Angelo,
Ice-T,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tommy Roe,
KRS-One,
Rites of Spring,
10cc,
Byron Stingily,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Sheep,
Joy Division,
Joe Smooth,
Duran Duran,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Susan Cadogan,
David McCallum,
The Gun Club,
The Remains,
The Cramps,
Barry Ungar,
Colin Newman,
The Fortunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Dawn Penn,
Judy Mowatt,
The Saints,
Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Matthew Bourne,
Oneida,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.