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 Fiji and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the rap 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
John Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
Dead Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sound Behaviour,
Yellowson,
Sister Nancy,
Sex Pistols,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kaleidoscope,
Siglo XX,
Smog,
The Fire Engines,
Max Romeo,
Shuggie Otis,
The Techniques,
Ten City,
The Offenders,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Skatalites,
Toni Rubio,
Faraquet,
Saccharine Trust,
Bill Near,
Susan Cadogan,
Main Source,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerri Chandler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül II,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Real Kids,
E-Dancer,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Franke,
Piero Umiliani,
Country Teasers,
X-101,
Janne Schatter,
In Retrospect,
K-Klass,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
The Fortunes,
Jacob Miller,
Colin Newman,
Radiohead,
The Fugs,
Erykah Badu,
Adolescents,
Flipper,
Ronnie Foster,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.