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 Lebanon and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rod Modell,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Starr,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ossler,
The Cure,
D'Angelo,
Fluxion,
Hasil Adkins,
Dead Boys,
Moby Grape,
the Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tim Buckley,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pylon,
World's Most,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rosa Yemen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cymande,
Subhumans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skriet,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
A Certain Ratio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stiv Bators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nirvana,
Isaac Hayes,
Scratch Acid,
The Smiths,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cybotron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swans,
Dual Sessions,
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cowsills,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wolf Eyes,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Khruangbin,
The Litter,
Letta Mbulu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans,
Minor Threat,
Second Layer,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stereo Dub,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.