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 France and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
The Smoke,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Motions,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Blancmange,
Thee Headcoats,
Unrelated Segments,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bronski Beat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
Agitation Free,
The Slits,
June of 44,
Eric Copeland,
Althea and Donna,
Stetsasonic,
Zero Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
Ornette Coleman,
The Gun Club,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cal Tjader,
Gichy Dan,
Gong,
Inner City,
The Barracudas,
JFA,
Smog,
Radiopuhelimet,
Derrick May,
Harmonia,
The Fall,
The Kinks,
Cluster,
The Durutti Column,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Rufus Thomas,
Simply Red,
Underground Resistance,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultravox,
Radio Birdman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brothers Johnson,
The Angels of Light,
Pantaleimon,
Bill Near,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.