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 Turkmenistan 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
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 spring reverb 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 Bill Wells 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
The Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dual Sessions,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
H. Thieme,
Hashim,
Connie Case,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Christie,
cv313,
Can,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
Bill Wells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ornette Coleman,
The Stooges,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Make Up,
Country Joe & The Fish,
the Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Rekid,
The Star Department,
ABBA,
Todd Terry,
The Cowsills,
The Count Five,
Amazonics,
Malaria!,
Kas Product,
Barbara Tucker,
Swell Maps,
Archie Shepp,
Blake Baxter,
Rod Modell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Oneida,
Albert Ayler,
Accadde A,
Lightning Bolt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Spoonie Gee,
Supertramp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jacob Miller,
Black Pus,
Flipper,
Quantec,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter and Kerry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.