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 Hungary and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Michael McDonald 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 Crooked Eye to the disco 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
China Crisis,
Vainqueur,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Parry Music,
Rod Modell,
Arab on Radar,
The Blues Magoos,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-102,
Youth Brigade,
Scrapy,
Leonard Cohen,
Man Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Bush Tetras,
The Gladiators,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terry Callier,
Nik Kershaw,
Ralphi Rosario,
Reagan Youth,
Prince Buster,
Donald Byrd,
Tommy Roe,
Sex Pistols,
Unwound,
Carl Craig,
Eurythmics,
The United States of America,
John Lydon,
Idris Muhammad,
David Axelrod,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Smooth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boz Scaggs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Japan,
the Sonics,
Guru Guru,
MDC,
Ultravox,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sixth Finger,
Fluxion,
Minor Threat,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Womack,
Rosa Yemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Ten City,
The Litter,
Agitation Free,
Jerry's Kids,
DNA,
Swans,
U.S. Maple,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.