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 Japan and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 808 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 Eve St. Jones to the dance 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Y Pants,
Jeff Mills,
Rosa Yemen,
Todd Terry,
Soulsonic Force,
Hoover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flash Fearless,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Residents,
David Axelrod,
Al Stewart,
The Fugs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Machine,
The Tremeloes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fortunes,
Slick Rick,
Funky Four + One,
Index,
Ash Ra Tempel,
kango's stein massive,
Skriet,
Dawn Penn,
Joensuu 1685,
Pylon,
Charles Mingus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Janne Schatter,
Franke,
The Monks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
In Retrospect,
The Dead C,
Pere Ubu,
Lucky Dragons,
Schoolly D,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aural Exciters,
Joy Division,
Joe Finger,
Sight & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Darondo,
Ronnie Foster,
Unwound,
Faraquet,
DJ Style,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun City Girls,
The Toasters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Sonics,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.