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 Croatia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Vainqueur to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '60s 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Basic Channel,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Hood,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Skarface,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Selecter,
David McCallum,
Underground Resistance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rufus Thomas,
The Raincoats,
Patti Smith,
Massinfluence,
Niagra,
Easy Going,
Hashim,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young,
The Gladiators,
The Victims,
Terry Callier,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pierre Henry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Suburban Knight,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mandrill,
Theoretical Girls,
June of 44,
Grey Daturas,
Maurizio,
Black Sheep,
Boredoms,
Eddi Front,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Malaria!,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The United States of America,
This Heat,
Kool Moe Dee,
Curtis Mayfield,
Harmonia,
Main Source,
the Normal,
Byron Stingily,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Althea and Donna,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.