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 Algeria and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Delon & Dalcan to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
China Crisis,
Anthony Braxton,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Godley & Creme,
Sonic Youth,
Lindisfarne,
The Knickerbockers,
Absolute Body Control,
Nils Olav,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
EPMD,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Inner City,
The Fall,
The Fortunes,
The Misunderstood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang Gang Dance,
Yaz,
Danielle Patucci,
The Martian,
Fad Gadget,
the Swans,
Tomorrow,
The Trojans,
The Busters,
Brick,
Popol Vuh,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maurizio,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DNA,
UT,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
D'Angelo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Doobie Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Young Marble Giants,
Average White Band,
One Last Wish,
Delta 5,
DJ Style,
The Sound,
Heaven 17,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.