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 Denmark and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Lou Reed 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 Star Department to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blancmange,
The Sound,
Excepter,
June of 44,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
T. Rex,
Morten Harket,
The Invisible,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dead C,
Maurizio,
Eurythmics,
Graham Central Station,
The Pop Group,
Sparks,
Maleditus Sound,
John Holt,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roger Hodgson,
Das Ding,
Cameo,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
LL Cool J,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David Bowie,
Organ,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minutemen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Max Romeo,
AZ,
Liliput,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Yellowson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Negative Approach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.