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 Tuvalu and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Ludus to the dance 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Bronski Beat,
Model 500,
Second Layer,
Magazine,
The Gun Club,
Fela Kuti,
The Skatalites,
John Coltrane,
Warsaw,
MC5,
The Durutti Column,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Matthew Halsall,
Blancmange,
Nirvana,
Interpol,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
The Flesh Eaters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quadrant,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Buckinghams,
Mark Hollis,
Intrusion,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fluxion,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
Pole,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
cv313,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harmonia,
The Blackbyrds,
Radio Birdman,
Flipper,
Massinfluence,
Bush Tetras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Connie Case,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scan 7,
Symarip,
Erykah Badu,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.