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 Chile and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 The Smiths to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Count Five,
Rekid,
10cc,
Yazoo,
Country Teasers,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
Lindisfarne,
Eli Mardock,
The Sound,
Robert Görl,
Donald Byrd,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eddi Front,
Sexual Harrassment,
Little Man,
Model 500,
David McCallum,
Maurizio,
Gabor Szabo,
Banda Bassotti,
X-Ray Spex,
Ice-T,
Zero Boys,
Surgeon,
Massinfluence,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crash Course in Science,
Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon,
Barry Ungar,
Nas,
Main Source,
ABBA,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cramps,
Kevin Saunderson,
Essential Logic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tubeway Army,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
Godley & Creme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Cal Tjader,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Anthony Braxton,
The Stooges,
Rufus Thomas,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Prunes,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Fraelich,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.