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 Liberia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 Wire to the grunge 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Associates,
Loose Ends,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Negative Approach,
The Gories,
Deepchord,
The Gap Band,
Subhumans,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Bananas,
Japan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Derrick Morgan,
Newcleus,
Agent Orange,
Lalann,
A Certain Ratio,
Rites of Spring,
Vladislav Delay,
The United States of America,
Guru Guru,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fuzztones,
Boredoms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Blossom Toes,
Parry Music,
Symarip,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pharoah Sanders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Christie,
The Motions,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Siglo XX,
Byron Stingily,
The Last Poets,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
B.T. Express,
Bill Near,
Slick Rick,
Marmalade,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Bourne,
X-Ray Spex,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Trumans Water,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.