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 Honduras and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Michael McDonald 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 UT to the techno 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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minny Pops,
The Buckinghams,
a-ha,
Andrew Hill,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maleditus Sound,
Wings,
Fatback Band,
Scrapy,
Fad Gadget,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Piero Umiliani,
Faust,
The Sonics,
Slave,
Arcadia,
The Remains,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Motions,
The Slackers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Erasure,
Dave Gahan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gregory Isaacs,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
Toni Rubio,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camouflage,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ludus,
The Dead C,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rites of Spring,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
R.M.O.,
Scratch Acid,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Alphaville,
The Standells,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
Heaven 17,
Donald Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Colin Newman,
The Grass Roots,
The Neon Judgement,
the Human League,
Darondo,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.