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 Oman and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Sixth Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Last Poets,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
The Toasters,
Kayak,
The Slackers,
Chris Corsano,
Todd Terry,
Tomorrow,
Quando Quango,
Electric Prunes,
The Fire Engines,
Audionom,
Janne Schatter,
EPMD,
The Cure,
Symarip,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
Graham Central Station,
Junior Murvin,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Anthony Braxton,
Spoonie Gee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Altered Images,
Black Flag,
Thompson Twins,
Connie Case,
Bobby Sherman,
The United States of America,
The Sound,
Letta Mbulu,
Can,
Infiniti,
Arcadia,
Reagan Youth,
Television,
The Blues Magoos,
Mary Jane Girls,
CMW,
The Buckinghams,
Silicon Teens,
The Moleskins,
Youth Brigade,
Lower 48,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Zeros,
Von Mondo,
LL Cool J,
Prince Buster,
Neu!,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Martian,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.