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 Croatia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kevin Saunderson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sun City Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Human League,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gun Club,
Ituana,
Bluetip,
Minor Threat,
the Sonics,
The Smoke,
Swell Maps,
Byron Stingily,
Japan,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Bar-Kays,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Lydon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angry Samoans,
Junior Murvin,
Essential Logic,
The Invisible,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sandy B,
Judy Mowatt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
Wasted Youth,
Sun Ra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
Zero Boys,
Gang of Four,
The Monochrome Set,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lucky Dragons,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sex Pistols,
The Electric Prunes,
Derrick May,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Faust,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Axelrod,
The Monks,
Sarah Menescal,
Surgeon,
The Beau Brummels,
The Zeros,
JFA,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.