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 Andorra and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 The Vogues to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hot Snakes,
John Lydon,
The Monks,
Pagans,
Funky Four + One,
Nas,
Minor Threat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kayak,
Yusef Lateef,
Mandrill,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
Steve Hackett,
Drexciya,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
JFA,
Monks,
Make Up,
Joe Finger,
Byron Stingily,
Josef K,
Simply Red,
Y Pants,
Radiohead,
Quando Quango,
the Sonics,
Cluster,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Barclay James Harvest,
Excepter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Bananas,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Spandau Ballet,
Erykah Badu,
Guru Guru,
The Sound,
The Doors,
Dual Sessions,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Electric Prunes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rotary Connection,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moss Icon,
Icehouse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vladislav Delay,
Rod Modell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Whodini,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.