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 United States and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 Section 25 to the jazz 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Dark Day,
The Fortunes,
Tom Boy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nirvana,
Massinfluence,
Wire,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deadbeat,
KRS-One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scan 7,
Cecil Taylor,
David Bowie,
Bill Wells,
Marmalade,
Ornette Coleman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alton Ellis,
Cybotron,
Duran Duran,
Alphaville,
Michelle Simonal,
Altered Images,
Reagan Youth,
Oblivians,
Loose Ends,
Camouflage,
Byron Stingily,
Scion,
The Star Department,
La Düsseldorf,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mo-Dettes,
Bill Near,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Althea and Donna,
Bauhaus,
The Mummies,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Make Up,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Dead C,
Minor Threat,
The Associates,
Organ,
Boz Scaggs,
Negative Approach,
Rotary Connection,
Quantec,
In Retrospect,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The American Breed,
The Victims,
Brothers Johnson,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.