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 Azerbaijan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Spoonie Gee,
Echospace,
Dark Day,
The Cure,
Joe Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Angels of Light,
The Toasters,
Make Up,
Second Layer,
Urselle,
Henry Cow,
Lou Reed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Johnny Clarke,
Rekid,
The Raincoats,
Scion,
Popol Vuh,
The Barracudas,
Cecil Taylor,
Albert Ayler,
Nirvana,
Deadbeat,
The Slackers,
Dave Gahan,
The Count Five,
Soft Cell,
Flipper,
Hardrive,
Minor Threat,
Aloha Tigers,
Spandau Ballet,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül,
Dennis Brown,
X-102,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yazoo,
The Gun Club,
Isaac Hayes,
Whodini,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Misunderstood,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skarface,
The Searchers,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Sherman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Michelle Simonal,
Excepter,
Pierre Henry,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.