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 Guinea-Bissau and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Lou Reed 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 Cameo 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Tres Demented,
Matthew Bourne,
Slave,
Sparks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oblivians,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radiopuhelimet,
Interpol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fatback Band,
MDC,
The Pop Group,
Spoonie Gee,
John Cale,
Bluetip,
Animal Collective,
Faust,
Surgeon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
Danielle Patucci,
AZ,
Bauhaus,
Mandrill,
Frankie Knuckles,
DJ Style,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
Flamin' Groovies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Aswad,
The Durutti Column,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Christie,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Connie Case,
The Busters,
John Lydon,
The Golliwogs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New York Dolls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maurizio,
Kaleidoscope,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Harmonia,
Slick Rick,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Das Ding,
Maleditus Sound,
Carl Craig,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.