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 Jamaica and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb 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 Laurel Aitken to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Minutemen,
Cluster,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jerry's Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sister Nancy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young,
Los Fastidios,
the Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
Wire,
Spoonie Gee,
Blancmange,
Altered Images,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Enemy,
Sällskapet,
Trumans Water,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
The Slackers,
Popol Vuh,
Malaria!,
Gichy Dan,
Alice Coltrane,
Crooked Eye,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Rhythm & Sound,
OOIOO,
Iggy Pop,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quantec,
Boz Scaggs,
cv313,
the Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Radio Birdman,
Interpol,
The Invisible,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grey Daturas,
John Coltrane,
Silicon Teens,
Man Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.