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 Haiti and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rap 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Donny Hathaway,
Radiopuhelimet,
Connie Case,
X-101,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sight & Sound,
Masters at Work,
Banda Bassotti,
Scrapy,
Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
Bad Manners,
Robert Görl,
Tubeway Army,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Last Poets,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare,
the Association,
Adolescents,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brass Construction,
Guru Guru,
cv313,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deadbeat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Birthday Party,
Toni Rubio,
Underground Resistance,
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
Lungfish,
Drive Like Jehu,
DJ Sneak,
Tomorrow,
Juan Atkins,
Ken Boothe,
Fad Gadget,
Metal Thangz,
Easy Going,
Desert Stars,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
Sparks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.