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 Comoros and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 Yaz to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Livin' Joy,
Deadbeat,
Matthew Halsall,
Zapp,
JFA,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ituana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roger Hodgson,
Roxette,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Pus,
Bootsy Collins,
Warren Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Althea and Donna,
Marvin Gaye,
Eve St. Jones,
Josef K,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
Chris Corsano,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moebius,
Sällskapet,
The Star Department,
The Dirtbombs,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Machine,
Duran Duran,
Saccharine Trust,
Yaz,
Gong,
Minor Threat,
James White and The Blacks,
Rakim,
The Barracudas,
Altered Images,
Kas Product,
The Residents,
Agitation Free,
Lou Christie,
Yusef Lateef,
Inner City,
Shuggie Otis,
Cluster,
ABBA,
Buzzcocks,
Bob Dylan,
Model 500,
Eurythmics,
Pulsallama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Durutti Column,
Howard Jones,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.