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 China and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Metal Thangz to the techno 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Zeros,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gories,
Ultimate Spinach,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Certain Ratio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alice Coltrane,
Amazonics,
Arthur Verocai,
The Index,
10cc,
Goldenarms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Gabor Szabo,
Shuggie Otis,
Donny Hathaway,
David Bowie,
Siglo XX,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Machine,
The Skatalites,
John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
T. Rex,
Ronan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Moon,
48th St. Collective,
Peter & Gordon,
Sound Behaviour,
Liliput,
Ultravox,
The Evens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Morten Harket,
Iggy Pop,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sugar Minott,
The J.B.'s,
Sonic Youth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
The Dead C,
Maurizio,
The Searchers,
Marine Girls,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.