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 Malta and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Knickerbockers to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Funkadelic,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Khruangbin,
Mad Mike,
Alton Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Neon Judgement,
Livin' Joy,
Minnie Riperton,
The Blues Magoos,
Piero Umiliani,
Bronski Beat,
Malaria!,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Con Funk Shun,
Freddie Wadling,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crooked Eye,
The Techniques,
Youth Brigade,
Television,
Tubeway Army,
Robert Wyatt,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Deadbeat,
Charles Mingus,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Holt,
The Black Dice,
David McCallum,
Ultravox,
Second Layer,
Aloha Tigers,
Banda Bassotti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Infiniti,
The Raincoats,
Little Man,
The Trojans,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultra Naté,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Dolphy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Sarah Menescal,
Masters at Work,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeff Lynne,
Albert Ayler,
Juan Atkins,
Reagan Youth,
Josef K,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.