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 Lesotho and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mexico City.
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 harpsichord 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 David Axelrod to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Procol Harum,
Rosa Yemen,
John Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
The Vogues,
Make Up,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Subhumans,
Faust,
Jeff Lynne,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
Brand Nubian,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Searchers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rites of Spring,
Franke,
Juan Atkins,
Bob Dylan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rakim,
Pylon,
Yazoo,
Crime,
Soul II Soul,
Jandek,
The J.B.'s,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Negative Approach,
Unrelated Segments,
The Real Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gories,
Fela Kuti,
John Lydon,
The Associates,
Lindisfarne,
Ponytail,
Mr. Review,
Minutemen,
Bobby Womack,
R.M.O.,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
The Remains,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
The Golliwogs,
Reuben Wilson,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultravox,
June Days,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.