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 Syria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ronan 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions 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?
Young Marble Giants,
Nik Kershaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Inner City,
MDC,
Juan Atkins,
Roger Hodgson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hot Snakes,
Livin' Joy,
Ronan,
Yaz,
Dark Day,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gong,
the Germs,
Fad Gadget,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doors,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pylon,
The Slits,
10cc,
The Index,
The Moleskins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
CMW,
UT,
Fat Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Happenings,
John Coltrane,
Echospace,
Eurythmics,
T. Rex,
Todd Rundgren,
Fela Kuti,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Terry,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
Oblivians,
Erykah Badu,
Sixth Finger,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultravox,
the Normal,
Intrusion,
Lower 48,
Prince Buster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Style,
Rufus Thomas,
Circle Jerks,
Supertramp,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
Bad Manners,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.