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 Serbia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nils Olav to the rock 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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harry Pussy,
Agitation Free,
MDC,
Guru Guru,
Bootsy Collins,
Cymande,
The Sound,
Nas,
Bauhaus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
New Order,
Amazonics,
World's Most,
Erykah Badu,
The Standells,
ABBA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thompson Twins,
The Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
Camberwell Now,
The Sonics,
Severed Heads,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Sherman,
Little Man,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
X-101,
Scratch Acid,
Pulsallama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Masters at Work,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
Bob Dylan,
Intrusion,
Roger Hodgson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Excepter,
Eden Ahbez,
The Neon Judgement,
Lightning Bolt,
Mary Jane Girls,
Easy Going,
Kool Moe Dee,
Newcleus,
Oneida,
Joe Finger,
Stockholm Monsters,
Urselle,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.