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 Gambia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 Q65 to the rap 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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Spandau Ballet,
Zero Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
Hasil Adkins,
Fluxion,
The Evens,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cramps,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
DNA,
The Fire Engines,
Electric Prunes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter and Kerry,
the Bar-Kays,
Minor Threat,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roy Ayers,
Monks,
Aaron Thompson,
Deepchord,
Carl Craig,
the Human League,
The American Breed,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lungfish,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris & Cosey,
Bad Manners,
Black Flag,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Steve Hackett,
Motorama,
PIL,
Wings,
Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
The Tremeloes,
This Heat,
DJ Style,
Patti Smith,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
The Vogues,
Interpol,
The Trojans,
Adolescents,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.