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 Iran and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kas Product to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mad Mike,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Misunderstood,
Eric B and Rakim,
Q and Not U,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Byrd,
Slick Rick,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul Sonic Force,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mojo Men,
The Fuzztones,
Patti Smith,
Bauhaus,
Bobby Sherman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Delta 5,
Oblivians,
Echospace,
The Searchers,
Flipper,
OOIOO,
Lightning Bolt,
Robert Wyatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Raincoats,
Toni Rubio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Todd Rundgren,
The Five Americans,
Pylon,
Rufus Thomas,
The Saints,
Youth Brigade,
Television,
Country Joe & The Fish,
T. Rex,
Glenn Branca,
The Blues Magoos,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Busters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool Moe Dee,
Essential Logic,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
Dawn Penn,
The Neon Judgement,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.