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 Ivory Coast and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Residents to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Tim Buckley,
Bobby Sherman,
In Retrospect,
Jerry's Kids,
The Litter,
D'Angelo,
Malaria!,
Shuggie Otis,
Minnie Riperton,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare,
the Sonics,
Matthew Bourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Juan Atkins,
Zapp,
Depeche Mode,
Al Stewart,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Echospace,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Todd Rundgren,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hardrive,
Gang Green,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Lynne,
Suburban Knight,
Duran Duran,
Spandau Ballet,
Yellowson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gories,
Mandrill,
Eurythmics,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Bar-Kays,
Drexciya,
Bobby Womack,
Tres Demented,
ABC,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
The Offenders,
Underground Resistance,
Howard Jones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.