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 Cuba and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin 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 Fluxion to the grunge 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 The Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Five Americans,
The Moody Blues,
The Modern Lovers,
Aswad,
The Gun Club,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nik Kershaw,
La Düsseldorf,
Supertramp,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scion,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lindisfarne,
Marc Almond,
Toni Rubio,
The Mojo Men,
Rites of Spring,
The Music Machine,
The Leaves,
Joy Division,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sound Behaviour,
The Toasters,
Arab on Radar,
the Normal,
Easy Going,
Public Enemy,
Pierre Henry,
Country Teasers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Misunderstood,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Duran Duran,
Audionom,
The Star Department,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
The Names,
Niagra,
Sarah Menescal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dennis Brown,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Knickerbockers,
Hasil Adkins,
Babytalk,
Piero Umiliani,
Interpol,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.