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 Benin and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Harry Pussy,
D'Angelo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mighty Diamonds,
L. Decosne,
ABC,
Joyce Sims,
The Litter,
Soft Cell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Q and Not U,
Siglo XX,
Aswad,
Al Stewart,
Black Flag,
Intrusion,
Pere Ubu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neu!,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warren Ellis,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Theoretical Girls,
Howard Jones,
The Fall,
Popol Vuh,
Bootsy Collins,
Tim Buckley,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dead C,
Flipper,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
Amon Düül,
Sound Behaviour,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cluster,
The Trojans,
Index,
Wire,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Bourne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pussy Galore,
The Tremeloes,
Surgeon,
Don Cherry,
John Foxx,
Ultravox,
The Leaves,
Echospace,
Drexciya,
Gastr Del Sol,
Josef K,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.