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 Egypt and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Donald Fagen 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 Patti Smith to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Panda Bear,
the Human League,
The Slackers,
The Doors,
The Real Kids,
Neu!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unwound,
Toni Rubio,
Quadrant,
Guru Guru,
Lungfish,
The Sonics,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Modern Lovers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moleskins,
a-ha,
Sugar Minott,
Cluster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Rhythm & Sound,
Easy Going,
Thee Headcoats,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mandrill,
David McCallum,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
AZ,
Sällskapet,
Amazonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Move,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fortunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Pus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delon & Dalcan,
Accadde A,
Desert Stars,
Derrick May,
Pantaleimon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Wyatt,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare,
Ken Boothe,
Schoolly D,
Procol Harum,
Minutemen,
Model 500,
the Soft Cell,
Hot Snakes,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.