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 Sudan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Essential Logic to the electroclash 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soft Cell,
Barry Ungar,
Aaron Thompson,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Halsall,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stetsasonic,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Germs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Clear Light,
CMW,
T. Rex,
Joe Smooth,
The Dead C,
Peter and Kerry,
Bronski Beat,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Swans,
Nico,
Wasted Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Oneida,
Terry Callier,
Lou Christie,
The Doors,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funky Four + One,
The Monochrome Set,
Porter Ricks,
Hardrive,
Gang Green,
the Human League,
Rosa Yemen,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lower 48,
Panda Bear,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alton Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sparks,
Charles Mingus,
Icehouse,
Cecil Taylor,
Depeche Mode,
Flipper,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-Ray Spex,
Lightning Bolt,
Circle Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Sugar Minott,
The Black Dice,
Kenny Larkin,
Basic Channel,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.