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 Israel and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
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 clarinet 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 Quando Quango to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Television,
The Stooges,
Oblivians,
Vainqueur,
New Age Steppers,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
OOIOO,
Negative Approach,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mark Hollis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Metal Thangz,
Fela Kuti,
The Toasters,
the Slits,
Maurizio,
Letta Mbulu,
Janne Schatter,
Erykah Badu,
The Knickerbockers,
Urselle,
Gang Gang Dance,
Derrick May,
The Pop Group,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dawn Penn,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Five Americans,
Unwound,
The Skatalites,
Shuggie Otis,
Fatback Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stiv Bators,
The Standells,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lalann,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun City Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Interpol,
Angry Samoans,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
The Wake,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Siglo XX,
The Techniques,
The Martian,
Loose Ends,
MC5,
The Searchers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sällskapet,
Idris Muhammad,
Eric Copeland,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.