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 Israel and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Skarface to the jazz 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Q65,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Davy DMX,
Scrapy,
Carl Craig,
Stiv Bators,
Moss Icon,
Fat Boys,
Kas Product,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
ABBA,
Television Personalities,
The Seeds,
Lakeside,
June Days,
Mission of Burma,
One Last Wish,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Moon,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
Albert Ayler,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
B.T. Express,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Martian,
Tears for Fears,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Malaria!,
Joe Finger,
Boz Scaggs,
The Standells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Matthew Bourne,
Quando Quango,
Boredoms,
The Velvet Underground,
Suicide,
Tommy Roe,
Eurythmics,
OOIOO,
Lyres,
Rufus Thomas,
The Wake,
JFA,
Scan 7,
Gabor Szabo,
The American Breed,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.