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 Sweden and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 David Bowie 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 Crash Course in Science 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Average White Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rakim,
Alphaville,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
La Düsseldorf,
Severed Heads,
Metal Thangz,
Icehouse,
The Moleskins,
Echospace,
Malaria!,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Y Pants,
Shuggie Otis,
Stetsasonic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dorothy Ashby,
Arab on Radar,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
The Dave Clark Five,
Masters at Work,
The Angels of Light,
Panda Bear,
Hoover,
Dark Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pere Ubu,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
The Seeds,
Hashim,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Sherman,
Adolescents,
Sly & The Family Stone,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Searchers,
The Pretty Things,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
L. Decosne,
Amon Düül,
Prince Buster,
Television Personalities,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scrapy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Pus,
Harry Pussy,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
Sällskapet,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.