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 Lyon.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ultra Naté to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul II Soul,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dead C,
DJ Style,
Brass Construction,
Connie Case,
Pierre Henry,
Make Up,
Wings,
Television,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Copeland,
Rotary Connection,
Alice Coltrane,
Vainqueur,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
Derrick Morgan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bluetip,
Crooked Eye,
Wire,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things,
Eddi Front,
The Leaves,
Maurizio,
Mantronix,
Gang Gang Dance,
Essential Logic,
Lou Christie,
The Grass Roots,
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Zero Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pulsallama,
Sound Behaviour,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
F. McDonald,
Amazonics,
Second Layer,
Infiniti,
Surgeon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Agitation Free,
The Barracudas,
Charles Mingus,
Dave Gahan,
Gang of Four,
X-102,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.