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 Egypt and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Fear to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Essential Logic,
the Association,
Anakelly,
8 Eyed Spy,
The American Breed,
Pantytec,
Ten City,
Youth Brigade,
D'Angelo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang On A Can,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sixth Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gichy Dan,
The Mummies,
Barclay James Harvest,
Patti Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stetsasonic,
Juan Atkins,
Howard Jones,
Metal Thangz,
Malaria!,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Scientists,
EPMD,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Velvet Underground,
T. Rex,
The Litter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Peter and Kerry,
Moby Grape,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tom Boy,
Morten Harket,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Christie,
The Kinks,
Minutemen,
Trumans Water,
Leonard Cohen,
The Doobie Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
Kevin Saunderson,
Monolake,
Magma,
Television,
Fear,
Jeff Mills,
The Blackbyrds,
T.S.O.L.,
Skaos,
Isaac Hayes,
The Modern Lovers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.