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 Netherlands and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
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 clarinet 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 The Smiths to the grime 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Association,
Panda Bear,
Zero Boys,
The Music Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Scratch Acid,
Delta 5,
The Martian,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
MC5,
Lakeside,
Ornette Coleman,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dirtbombs,
Ronnie Foster,
The Searchers,
Pantytec,
Guru Guru,
The Velvet Underground,
Aswad,
Avey Tare,
Magma,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blackbyrds,
Pylon,
Patti Smith,
The Raincoats,
Metal Thangz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kenny Larkin,
Rekid,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Monolake,
the Germs,
Skaos,
The J.B.'s,
Scion,
Pantaleimon,
Kurtis Blow,
Gabor Szabo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Seeds,
The Black Dice,
Popol Vuh,
Lower 48,
Scrapy,
Alison Limerick,
The Fall,
Theoretical Girls,
The Happenings,
Ten City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.