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 Burkina and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marshall Jefferson to the grunge 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Fraelich,
Skarface,
Davy DMX,
Piero Umiliani,
The Young Rascals,
Massinfluence,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
Mark Hollis,
Swans,
Lou Reed,
Kevin Saunderson,
B.T. Express,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Associates,
Neu!,
the Human League,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agitation Free,
the Normal,
AZ,
Crash Course in Science,
X-102,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Bootsy Collins,
Lightning Bolt,
Interpol,
Neil Young,
DNA,
Shoche,
Magma,
Peter & Gordon,
Dave Gahan,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultravox,
Mantronix,
Siglo XX,
Spandau Ballet,
Ponytail,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
Wolf Eyes,
Scion,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Standells,
The Durutti Column,
Alison Limerick,
Roxette,
FM Einheit,
Trumans Water,
Silicon Teens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.