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 Belarus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the grime 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash 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?
Derrick May,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cluster,
World's Most,
The Five Americans,
These Immortal Souls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Urselle,
Colin Newman,
48th St. Collective,
The Techniques,
John Coltrane,
Bluetip,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Anthony Braxton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terry Callier,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen,
New Age Steppers,
Darondo,
Lou Reed,
Model 500,
Average White Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Sight & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Holt,
The Names,
Faust,
Robert Hood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mo-Dettes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thee Headcoats,
Interpol,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fortunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
Pagans,
Spandau Ballet,
Warsaw,
The Tremeloes,
The Moleskins,
DJ Style,
KRS-One,
Scion,
The Walker Brothers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Shoche,
Sister Nancy,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.