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 Niger and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Mexico City and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Inner City to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Vladislav Delay,
Marc Almond,
Maurizio,
In Retrospect,
DJ Sneak,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Khruangbin,
Blancmange,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
June Days,
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed,
Lower 48,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dead C,
Darondo,
EPMD,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Anthony Braxton,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cal Tjader,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
D'Angelo,
Symarip,
Pantytec,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cure,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fuzztones,
Soft Machine,
Todd Terry,
Smog,
The Young Rascals,
Crime,
The Smoke,
Brothers Johnson,
Michelle Simonal,
Whodini,
Harpers Bizarre,
Procol Harum,
Davy DMX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ossler,
Mr. Review,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Piero Umiliani,
Cybotron,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.