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 Vanuatu and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the punk 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Index,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lalo Schifrin,
Warren Ellis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Boogie Down Productions,
Banda Bassotti,
Jeff Lynne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
Derrick May,
Marmalade,
B.T. Express,
EPMD,
Model 500,
Hardrive,
Scratch Acid,
the Association,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jacob Miller,
Khruangbin,
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Deakin,
Rekid,
Crime,
Kas Product,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Foxx,
Fear,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Moebius,
Skarface,
Pulsallama,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Starr,
Q and Not U,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Evens,
Gong,
Guru Guru,
10cc,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ohio Players,
Delta 5,
Symarip,
Crispy Ambulance,
Spandau Ballet,
Swell Maps,
Easy Going,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yellowson,
DJ Style,
Lungfish,
The Dead C,
The Gap Band,
Half Japanese,
Icehouse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.