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 Morocco and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 Bob Dylan to the punk 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Ice-T,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hot Snakes,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
The Misunderstood,
Rod Modell,
Ten City,
Matthew Bourne,
Alison Limerick,
Leonard Cohen,
Yaz,
Letta Mbulu,
Model 500,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fatback Band,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
The Real Kids,
FM Einheit,
The Last Poets,
Arcadia,
The Tremeloes,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
The Pop Group,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Move,
Godley & Creme,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Todd Terry,
The Fire Engines,
PIL,
Sunsets and Hearts,
A Certain Ratio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Index,
Ultravox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Henry Cow,
David McCallum,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
Negative Approach,
the Sonics,
The Smoke,
Deepchord,
Aural Exciters,
Charles Mingus,
Cheater Slicks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bobby Sherman,
Wings,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.