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 Eritrea and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kool Moe Dee 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
the Human League,
The Smoke,
Robert Wyatt,
Soft Cell,
Fela Kuti,
Stetsasonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Jacob Miller,
Japan,
Absolute Body Control,
Janne Schatter,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lakeside,
Thompson Twins,
Minor Threat,
Gabor Szabo,
Oblivians,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Kinks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Christie,
Liliput,
Soulsonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
Banda Bassotti,
D'Angelo,
The Vogues,
Agitation Free,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dark Day,
The Move,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brass Construction,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacques Brel,
Bluetip,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
Gichy Dan,
Warsaw,
Suicide,
Flipper,
The Martian,
Andrew Hill,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dead Boys,
Qualms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Shoche,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.