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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare 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 Pet Shop Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Invisible,
Hot Snakes,
Janne Schatter,
X-102,
Underground Resistance,
Sugar Minott,
The Raincoats,
Barry Ungar,
Skriet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monks,
The Remains,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
This Heat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Saccharine Trust,
Los Fastidios,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Hood,
The Evens,
Mandrill,
E-Dancer,
AZ,
The Doors,
The Cowsills,
Delta 5,
Funkadelic,
Barclay James Harvest,
Junior Murvin,
Hardrive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Average White Band,
David Bowie,
Lungfish,
Radio Birdman,
Mad Mike,
Harmonia,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quantec,
Fad Gadget,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
Groovy Waters,
Crash Course in Science,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
Joe Smooth,
The Leaves,
Crime,
The Count Five,
Liliput,
Black Moon,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.