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 Norway and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
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 mellotron 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 X-102 to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Morten Harket,
Sight & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
Harry Pussy,
Model 500,
Alison Limerick,
U.S. Maple,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Velvet Underground,
Skaos,
Whodini,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker,
One Last Wish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
June Days,
Junior Murvin,
Black Moon,
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jacques Brel,
Goldenarms,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Soul Sonic Force,
Silicon Teens,
Intrusion,
Fluxion,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Khruangbin,
The Happenings,
Bill Wells,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Easy Going,
Procol Harum,
Schoolly D,
Trumans Water,
Rites of Spring,
Lindisfarne,
Q and Not U,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Judy Mowatt,
Eurythmics,
Roxette,
Masters at Work,
The Move,
Graham Central Station,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mars,
The Modern Lovers,
Grandmaster Flash,
LL Cool J,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.