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 India and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 AZ to the crunk 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Aaron Thompson,
Oblivians,
Tears for Fears,
World's Most,
The Velvet Underground,
Wings,
Warren Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris Corsano,
Newcleus,
The Slackers,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scan 7,
FM Einheit,
This Heat,
New York Dolls,
The Smiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ituana,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
Siglo XX,
Underground Resistance,
The Vogues,
ABBA,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
Yaz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fall,
Bluetip,
Eve St. Jones,
Lightning Bolt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
Index,
James White and The Blacks,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Knickerbockers,
Alphaville,
Infiniti,
Boredoms,
Skarface,
Danielle Patucci,
Cluster,
Suburban Knight,
the Swans,
John Lydon,
AZ,
David Axelrod,
The Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Lower 48,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.