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 Samoa and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 the Sonics to the techno 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
The Zeros,
Average White Band,
Wire,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ice-T,
Prince Buster,
Todd Terry,
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Alphaville,
Arcadia,
Sonny Sharrock,
Groovy Waters,
Barry Ungar,
The Black Dice,
Pagans,
Sugar Minott,
Gichy Dan,
D'Angelo,
Ralphi Rosario,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül II,
Buzzcocks,
Lower 48,
Robert Wyatt,
Janne Schatter,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric B and Rakim,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Model 500,
Cheater Slicks,
the Human League,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Machine,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Talk Talk,
The Evens,
the Bar-Kays,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flash Fearless,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxette,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Victims,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lakeside,
World's Most,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.